It is with open arms that I welcome back pie season! Of course you can make a pie at any point in the year. But they never taste as good as when the filling comes out of your own garden. Or your father's at the very least.
I was tickled pink when I went for a visit and found a bag FULL of rhubarb sitting on the table waiting for me! Fresh, pink, tart and right out of the garden.
The Desperate Housewives gang is in for a treat tonight!
You can take the boy out of the country, but you can't take the country out of the boy. I like to experience what life has to offer and will try just about anything once. I approach most things with a childlike naivete that usually results in re-affirming my faith in mankind (the fabulous Annie in Australia) and sometimes, not-so-much (dirty old man on plane to Scotland) At the end of the day, I like the simple things in life and try to appreciate what I have and be grateful for it. I always remind myself, at least I have a job, food, great friends and family, a roof over my head and pants.
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