This morning before breakfast I went out to the trellises of my edible podded peas to see if I could find any to put in the scrambled eggs I was making for breakfast. I found six pods. That was all, just six. But I was happy. They would add a little color and flavor to breakfast.
Then we had the torrential rain and it's continued to stay gray, no sunshine, with on and off rains all day.
While in the process of preparing Pasta Alfredo for dinner tonight, I put on my hip boots (not really, but it wouldn't have been out of the realm of sensibility) and dashed out into the garden to see if I could find something green and crunchy (a small zucchini maybe?) to add to the pasta.
I walked by the pea trellises and spied a nice sized pod. And another. And another. And anoth . . .
I ended up gathering all of these. These were NOT there this morning. They grew today. With no sun. But lotsa moisture. This is weird.
Now I'm tempted to go out there and stand in front of the pea vines and see if I might actually be able to see the pods growing. OOOO-oooo-oooo . . .
the quotidian (12.11.17)
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