Peter Rabbit would have loved this.

When I was a kid, we had a garden. I have distinct memories of picking peas and eating them raw. On the other hand, I also have memories of weeding.

These days, I barely have enough time to weed the flower beds and take care of a couple of tomato plants.

So when a good friend of ours proposed the idea of a co-op garden, we jumped at the chance. There is no comparison to the flavor and tenderness of garden vegetables compared to what you buy in a store. The basket above was this week's bounty.

I couldn't just pick up the veggies without taking a quick look at her inviting flower gardens.


Behind the house are peaceful fields and rolling hills as far as the eye can see. I'll bet her grandchildren really do sing, "over the hills and through the woods..."