HARVEST

You might remember this:



Many months ago, IV and I toiled over an herb garden, planting and labeling pots, filling with soil, watering. We walked the aisles of Tom's Thumb Nursery and he grabbed a little swiss chard. It was beautiful, with red and yellow bold stalks and green leaves.

So we planted him.

Then there was Matty and this:



He built us a little garden in the yard and transplanted all the herbs and Mr. Swiss Chard. Every day we checked, watered, shooed dogs out of it, checked again.

And then HOLY FRIJOLE someone really likes freedom. Once we sprang Mr. Chard, he really started feeling fine:



Well, and then there was this:



Love texting with Pappy.

And then, the day of reckoning:



Rest assured Mr. Chard, that you will grace our amazing pizza tonight and will be enjoyed thoroughly by all. Deuces.