There’s something about growing and using your own things that makes my heart beat a little faster. With the last of the grapes bubbling into wine, jalapenos, habaneros and thai peppers hung to dry, another batch of basil ready for pesto, dill heads bursting with seeds, I made the apples I’ve picked into a pie.
It’s my own little way of being a bit self-sufficient, saving money and saving the environment by using it to produce more than azalea bushes and lawn.
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