Amidst the Magic and the Snow

Last weekend, I was in Maryland, by way of the long and lovely Shenandoah Valley. We cam up through a light drizzle that fell on the fields of snow remaining from the snowfall the week before.  As always, the drive is beautiful and far too long but the company was...

Triumph!

(I haven’t made a picture of today’s lush harvest–please imagine the fat red globes with the bright eye of your imagination.) There is nothing in the whole of the wide world as delicious and magical as the first tomato of the summer growing season....