|"No. No they don't," said I.|
|I pulled carrots today. I rinsed the dirt off in the outdoor sink and moved them inside.|
|Miss M took it from there.|
So for a few hours in mid-day, the kitchen smelled liked homegrown carrots.
And then it smelled like pumpkin.
I've begun this story in the middle of things-- for you literary folk, that's in medias res. Earlier in the day, Mr Big Food & I had rectified his records with the true inventory of my freezer that I'd conducted a few days ago. We discovered
Like sucks, don't you know?
Later on it smelled like citrus and chicken and peppers. We still have
Here's the funny thing. I've noticed-- though I can't point to any specific reference-- that other folks who garden do what we did today. The veggie freezer is pretty empty right now. It's a good time to tidy it up, take stock, and consume the last of yesteryear's harvest.
And begin again!