Most of it locally grown ... the onions and peaches are from Georgia ... and the tomatoes are *hothouse* but still local and pretty tasty.
I love gooseberries ~ when I was a kid I used to go with my Grandma to pick them. Granny made a mean gooseberry pie.
On the docket at the coonass cucina tomorrow: gooseberry/rhubarb cobbler.
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Neil Young ~ Field Of Opportunity
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Neil Young ~ Field Of Opportunity
I've been wrong before
And I'll be there again
I don't have any answers my friend
Just this pile of old questions
My memory left me here
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again
I'm going back to my house
But I'm not goin' now
It's too early to be leaving here, somehow
Let me bore you with this story
"How my lover let me down"
While I borrow seeds of sadness
From the ground
And I'll be there again
I don't have any answers my friend
Just this pile of old questions
My memory left me here
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again
I'm going back to my house
But I'm not goin' now
It's too early to be leaving here, somehow
Let me bore you with this story
"How my lover let me down"
While I borrow seeds of sadness
From the ground
CHORUS
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again
There ain't no way of telling
Where these seeds will rise or when
I'll just wait around 'til springtime
And then I'll find a friend
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again
When I'm all done cultivatin'
I'll be rockin' on the porch
Tryin' to picture you, and where you are
And there'll be no hesitatin'
When Cupid lights the torch
With those headlights comin' down the hill
Between the stars
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again
There ain't no way of telling
Where these seeds will rise or when
I'll just wait around 'til springtime
And then I'll find a friend
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again
When I'm all done cultivatin'
I'll be rockin' on the porch
Tryin' to picture you, and where you are
And there'll be no hesitatin'
When Cupid lights the torch
With those headlights comin' down the hill
Between the stars
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