Here is my first harvest--a few leaves of lettuce for a fresh salad--an incredible victory for a trepidatious gardener like me.
Half has been eaten. Gobbled, I should say.
Jonathan broke out a fine white wine. And we ate from this bowl.
The leaves were so fresh. They exploded with flavor. Jonathan said better with no dressing at all.
It is a small thing. But for me, the woman who kills all plants, a cause for personal celebration. Perhaps soon a radish, or a bean.
Stay tuned...
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