Last night Dave and I headed to his parent's house for an impromptu cook-out. I harvested some beans and potatoes and got to work in the kitchen, while his mom and dad fixed free range chicken and corn. There was something very exciting about cooking with the food I had grown. I'm not much of a cook to begin with, but I was anxious to taste it and share our freshly grown vegetables with family.
After dinner we headed out back to relax. For those of you who have not been to their home, I must tell you it is a treat! From the back porch you feel like you're in a tree house. A long 2nd story deck with swings leads downstairs to a path and bridge that overlooks a creek. The yard below is home to a beautiful garden filled with fresh vegetables and flowers. If you're lucky, the deer and it's fawn might even be around. It's serene, it's calming and it's fresh.
Steve brought a large bucket full of fresh cut flowers upstairs and Jane and I spent the evening arranging 8 vases of zinnias, sunflowers and baby's breath. It really was the perfect summer night. It really made me realize the joy I get from working so closely with the things we'd grown ourselves.
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