Sitting at my table last night a golden glow
caught my eye as the moon came over the hill
caught my eye as the moon came over the hill
These are Puerto Rican tomatoes...or at least that's what the package says!
They are looking the best I've ever grown here, so maybe it's true
They are looking the best I've ever grown here, so maybe it's true
No doubt you've been on pins & needles, wondering how the Peter Pepper Project is going.
Very well!
Very well!
This requires a bit of a story. I have, through the weirdness of facebook and other friends, re-connected with a friend of mine that I've been out of touch with for about 20 plus years. She doesn't own a computer, or a cell phone which doesn't surprise me at all and just confirms she's the same Marti I knew and loved. She writes letters, actual letters. She'd written me a bit back and somehow the letter got lost and I only opened it last night. No doubt, she heard me laughing all the way to the Midwest. She said that our mutual facebook friend told her my hair now looked white from the photos she's seen (it's actually two-tone spy hair, wet, dark, pulled back salt & a little pepper, let loose, white??) and she wondered how much I've changed since she came to Florida to see me back in, as far as I can guess, 90 or 91? 92 maybe? Anyway, she remembers that it was my birthday, and a big party at this apartment. I had on Flagler Beach. She took this photo of my brother and me. I sent it to my bro last night and he said, I don't know what we were doing but obviously, I won! I first glanced at this and thought, damn, that guy looks like my brother. For myself I just remembered the bathing suit...but whatever it was, I'm laughing so I know it's me. Sadly, I do NOT look like that 38 or 40 year old me, but my brother doesn't either, so I WIN! Not really. He looks pretty darn good. Brat.
The rest of the day will be devoted to making the food post happen. Well, almost. Have an excellent Friday!
