...to say that our visit was lovely.
Our family members arrived early so we had a houseful for a couple of days, but it worked out just fine. Everyone was a wonderfully easy guest (I am serious about that!) so it made the time pass by too quickly, and it seemed premature when everyone left. I suppose that is better than counting the minutes until a difficult guest leaves, right?
Our garden is beginning to produce some edibles. Is it me, or are garden-fresh tomatoes heavenly?
My basil is going strong and I am looking forward to making some basil pesto soon. Usually we make spinach pesto and I am looking forward to trying it a different way.
The only other item we are growing is peppers---3 kinds---but they aren't even close to being ready. The one little jalapeno that I can see is only the size of a small bead, but I do hope for enough to makes loads of salsa!
It makes me laugh to think of those early spring days when we were so excited to go to the nursery and pick out our plants. Snow was falling softly on the day we chose, but that didn't stop us, because the change of season held too much promise. Warmer, longer days filled with sunshine and laughter and lemonade. It occurs to me that we are living the days that we longed for back then.
It puts a smile on my face to think of that.
