There is nothing like the beauty, smell, and taste of a home-grown, milky-way-ripened peach, followed by the salty goodness of the still-beating heart of the slug that tried to eat it before I did. (Not to worry – the pesky slime ball didn't get very far.)
Loren M. Lambert © September 9, 2009
Loren M. Lambert © September 9, 2009
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