I think it is still summer in Vermont. These pictures were
taken a couple of months ago, but it still looks pretty similar outside right
now - except for the plants, and the leaves, and the green, and the sunshine,
and Pepper-Man out there gardening. Despite the brown-ness of stick season, the
temps remind me of June, and the lonely skis waiting for snow remind me that it
is not June!
I like the name Pepper-Man. It was coined by a cute
dark-eyed little girl at a small Vermont farmer’s market, from whom Curtis
bought a lot of little pepper plants.
It has just begun to snow outside, and I am barely restraining
myself from doing a wild whooping dance in the kitchen. I also feel like
dancing because for the first time in six long days, I am feeling
better! This last week has been a bit of a trial, as it always is when you’re
knocked flat by a malevolent bug, but I am emerging a new person, and SO grateful
for health. I am also incredibly grateful for an awesome family who takes great
care of me when I’m sick!
While I’m still sort of on the subject of summer, peppers,
and gardening, here is Bro #3 with a plateful of peppers that he and Bro #2
were getting ready to stuff.
Here are said peppers, stuffed and oozing with cheesy
perfection. These are AMAZING!! I think I could live on stuffed peppers. You
could, too, if you’d try these… sure to win your heart, your stomach, and your
wallet because they’re home-grown.
All this, and more, if you come for a visit!
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