today's bounty...

this morning saw these beans ready for pickin and the egg had just been laid with a great deal of noise from one the hens. it's so rewarding picking your own i have fond memories of picking our own strawberries in the uk they tasted so sweet not like the mass produced poor excuse for a strawberry that you get in the supermarkets.another grumble - i don't like supermarkets , i much prefer the hands on personal service that sole traders provide they have so much knowledge about their produce ,they know where it comes from and always a little bit of banter that goes with it.in the uk we lived in glaisdale on the yorkshire moors and would have a butcher who we knew by name and became a great friend and the little corner shop that sold everything but the kitchen sink .the little post office was another meeting place and said conversations would be had while waiting in line... the little brass bell that would tinkle when you walked in the door hmmm i'm off again thinking thinking....