I just spent half an hour picking peas in the garden. I sat on my little gardening stool and picked and ate to my heart's content. I let the pods fall where they may.
For those of you who listened to my radio documentary you'll understand how good and freeing it is to just let things fall where they land, instead of trying to throw the evidence out of sight.
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That sounds like freedom, Hope.
Mich
Started to comment on the "Growth Opportunity" post yesterday, just to say congratulations on the journey so far, but left the computer for one reason or another and am just returning. It's always a good visit here and I'm getting used to finding you elsewhere with comments that feed me as well. I do remember what "pea picking" refers to, even though it also conjures up recollections of Tennessee Ernie Ford.....
Awesome! Thanks so much for sharing that,Hope! I am so glad you enjoyed those peas, and did not have to hide the pods. That had to have been very liberating. Thanks so much for being here every day sharing your journey!
my kids love to sit around shelling peas they have grown, and as it should be the pods end up anywhere...
A perfect image for a summer's day, you sittingon your garden stool munching fresh peas!
Love
Mary LA
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