snow pea

Last year we planted the peas and it immediately snowed. This year we planted the peas and it snowed again. John finished the pathways that he started last spring, and now I have an English garden with boarded paths filled with saw dust, a circle inside a diamond, inside a rectange. Of course it is still inside the fortress to keep out the deer. My beautiful trees have been pushed over in favor of pasture for cattle. Do I really want a cow? I seem to remember saying quite often that I did not.