Carrots pulled from the damp earth, unwashed... simplicity
Young summer peas still crisp and sweet and tiny in their pods...innocence
Kohlrabi peeled and turned upside down to resemble an ice cream cone...imagination
Variegated leaf lettuce with curly edges and ribs of deep red running through it at random...diversity
Strawberries with their pitted skin and raspberries with their cocoons of sugary syrup and tangy green gooseberries with their straw-tassled ends...integration
Choke cherries and frost-ripened concord grapes that turn your tongue various shades of blue and purple and make your eyes blink rapidly as the sour liquid pops out from the skin...the bittersweet that leaves its mark
Small bush berries that come in both red and yellow and are known to me only as "olebassum"...mystery
And a whole row of red poppies setting the rest of the garden aflame...burning passion
All topped by my mother's homemade creamy sweet and savory dressing that makes even wilted lettuce taste like manna...those whom I am blessed to call beloved
Young summer peas still crisp and sweet and tiny in their pods...innocence
Kohlrabi peeled and turned upside down to resemble an ice cream cone...imagination
Variegated leaf lettuce with curly edges and ribs of deep red running through it at random...diversity
Strawberries with their pitted skin and raspberries with their cocoons of sugary syrup and tangy green gooseberries with their straw-tassled ends...integration
Choke cherries and frost-ripened concord grapes that turn your tongue various shades of blue and purple and make your eyes blink rapidly as the sour liquid pops out from the skin...the bittersweet that leaves its mark
Small bush berries that come in both red and yellow and are known to me only as "olebassum"...mystery
And a whole row of red poppies setting the rest of the garden aflame...burning passion
All topped by my mother's homemade creamy sweet and savory dressing that makes even wilted lettuce taste like manna...those whom I am blessed to call beloved
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