This is what we just ate for lunch today.
A luscious bowl of vanilla ice cream and beautiful cantaloupe (the color on this picture isn't enhanced at all . . . the melon was actually that color) straight from the garden.
Unfortunately, it wasn't my garden. We went 130 miles south of us yesterday to pick up laying mash and grain from friends of ours who have a very successful farming operation. While there, we were lucky enough to get a tour of their garden and orchard. I nearly wept at the beautiful bounty of their grape arbors. (Someday we're gonna get grapes established and successfully growing here. Someday. It's on the list.)
T gave us one of the biggest cantaloupes I've ever seen plucked right from the vines in her garden.
So that's what we had for lunch today . . . cantaloupe and ice cream. We both couldn't help but contentedly sigh and moan (several times) because of how good it tasted. It was wonderful. (I think it's a proven fact that when you eat ice cream as your lunch, the calories don't count.)
Just when it couldn't have been more surreal...
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