The end of winter means yearning for spring to come. It seems like all creation is groaning, struggling out from under the crust of snow, and emerging soggy and slightly bewildered.
It's times like these when I most crave fresh tomatoes...like this one I picked last August. (Brandywine Pink)
Soon and very soon...
2018 CSA Sign-Ups OPEN
6 years ago
No comments:
Post a Comment