« on: August 28, 2014, 07:04:09 pm »
How's yours doing?
Mine are almost kaput. Half ripened ones will need to come in house & go on window sill 'cause bugs are after them.
But it was a great season!
Michael
Logged
... alone in distant woods or fields, in unpretending sproutlands or pastures tracked by rabbits, even in a bleak and, to most, cheerless day .... . I suppose that this value, in my case, is equivalent to what others get by churchgoing & prayer. Hank Thoreau, 1857