For some reason, I think we may be having cabbage and fava beans for dinner.
Here's Karen, the decapitator, and...
Maybe some other day. To be honest, we're virgins so far as fava beans go.
Of course our garden doesn't make promises, but it looks promising.
The chickens think the wheat is ready to harvest. See the brown chick on the left? He's hard to see even if you click on the photo.
Okay, okay. I ate the other two, too.
I hope the squirrels don't get this acorn squash before it's ready this fall.
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