|We could pick a half-pint of raspberries from the fields. This one is about the size of the pad of my pinky finger.|
And now I understand why these are so darn expensive at the grocery store!
|There's nothing here to compare for scale, but this is what ten pounds of tomatoes looks like.|
|The size of my cookie jar!|
|What's up, doc?|
|Peter Piper is jealous of my pickled purple peppers.|
|Still not perfect... but not all over my oven!|
|It's Pimm's o'clock somewhere!|