Garrett the Great basks in the sun,
while the basil and tomato plants behind him
Sorry, but when the basil is ready,
pesto production takes precedence over posting.
I must have processed at least a dozen batches
in the last week.
The pesto is stacked like cordwood
in the freezer.
Now it's time for us to go home to Maine
to visit my mom
and eat our weight in lobster rolls.
Ahhh... fattening up for winter.