Just a VERY small portion of our daily cucumber harvest
Me, cutting okra, sweating like a wart hog.
Polly picking cucumbers and watching me sweat.
Polly in the sweet corn patch, stealing ears of corn while Cecil isn't watching.
Have I mentioned I was cutting okra?
It's amazing what a little water and a lot of sunshine will do for a garden! We haven't seen any rain for weeks, but we've been doing what sprinkling we can. I've been trying to keep up with our smaller field gardens, with the help of some of my interpreters, but judging by the size of some of the cucumbers, I haven't been diligent enough! I love this job. Where else can you go out in the morning to pick produce and enjoy the quiet before you go back to your desk, and get paid for it!
5 comments:
Who do I have to sleep with to get some of those cucumbers?
Sounds like the perfect job and the produce is an excellent bonus. I'd gladly sweat like a wart hog for them.
Marie, that would be me. You have to tickle my back, too.
Beverly, i just cooked up the butterbeans with a hamhick, and the sweating was worth it!
Um, a ham hock!
Thanks for the clarification, I was wondering what hick you had sacrificed for the good of the butterbeans...
BD
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