It’s back.
Garden season.
CSA season.
Glorious, exuberant, fresh produce that neither human, cat, nor, it seems dog (who ate all those luscious berries shortly after I shot that picture) can resist.
Bliss. (Except for the tragic loss of those berries, which were lush and warm and sweet, just picked yesterday morning. Sniff.)
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