I picked the last of our peas yesterday - kind of bittersweet - and used them to make this. And what you see here is the last of our cauliflower.
From one of my aunts yesterday:
"You make me think of picking peaches and shaking apples from the tree and picking okra and black eyed peas and shelling and canning them but somehow when I was growing up I didn't think that was all that much fun but I do remember that Grandma Wolf and Grandma B were plenty busy as well as Mother and how good Grandma Wolf's frozen cream corn was in the winter and how I hated and still do to this day apple butter but I liked the peach butter bet my grandkids don't even know what they are. Oh another trip down memory lane...."
Makes me happy to feel like the life I'm living is a life my great-grandparents would be comfortable in. And at the same time, thankful my life is easier in so many ways.