The 8:30 summer sun slanted across the potato fields casting a peachy light over the northwest valley. As we drove past the rows of purple and white potato flowers basking in the warm evening glow, my daughter and I were having a discussion about gas prices and the fact that it costs me $54.85 to fill up the CRV, which made me thankful to have a garden — especially now.
We had the first beets for dinner tonight, boiled for speed, but they sure tasted great. Nothing compares to picking, and immediately cooking and eating, fresh vegetables.
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