Hallelujah! The garden is starting to produce. My DH is harvesting potatoes, onions, cucumbers and rhubarb. I shudder when he heads toward the house with his produce because I know the questions on his lips---can you make a pie, shall we make pickles from these, will you fry these potatoes? It won't be long before we'll have ripe tomatoes (safe ones) and after that melons (tasty ones). There's no comparison with the produce in the stores, which is tasteless, expensive and probably not safe. I consider myself very fortunate to have a husband who isn't afraid to get his hands dirty.
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