Yesterday, the tomato, the butter beans and the corn were on the plant. The potatoes were in the ground.
Today, they were on my plate. Fresh butter beans, sweet corn cut from the cob, new potatoes boiled and set in a cream sauce. Icy cold sliced tomato. Along with a cornbread and a glass of sweet iced tea, it doesn't get much better than that.
June seems to be the time for fresh vegetables. Here in the United States, they are available almost year-round, but June is the time when the garden's bounty comes in full and rich and tasty.
No, I don't garden. I did for many years, and just haven't the interest these days. There is, however, a wonderful produce stand just up the road.
Now to while away the afternoon. I have to get back on the mower, but that will be in the cooler hours before dark.