Before we left, I helped The Botanist with some chores. I had the most fun looking for the earliest fresh peas (English peas, they call them in the Deep South, to distinguish them from field peas). We also removed a few old dead raspberry canes from the plants Gail gave Dad the fall he had the triple bypass surgery, cut off canker infested limbs from the plum tree, and checked out the basil that I germinated and Dad transplanted into his garden.

This entry was posted in floral, food on Monday, 20 June 2011 at 10:22 pm.
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