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Incredibly edible

garden veggies in floral bowl

“I’ve made lunch.” I called out to husband who had busied himself poking about in his tool shed. He didn’t answer me, not being rude but rather not hearing as he is going somewhat deaf like me. I went out on the patio to get in closer proximity to his hearing range and called out the same message.

He turned to me, hearing this time and said, “Fantastic! What are we having?”

“Everything incredibly edible!” I answered him.

He looked at me puzzled and I laughed then said, “I came out and picked away at the garden. We’re having a salad from my small harvest of lettuce, wild onions, green onions, tomatoes, red basil, green basil, rosemary and a bit of lavender!”

Barry smiled and said, “That sounds very original to me! I’ve never heard of putting lavender in a salad.”

“I sprinkled a few leaves on my last salad to try it. I used very little because it can be very strong tasting. It made my salad pop!” I said.

Barry put down a drill he had in his hand and said, “Well let’s go make my salad pop!”

Nothing surpasses a salad hand picked from the garden.

© Zora Zebic 2016

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City-girl

outdoor commode in woods

“All the pleasantries of home.”

“Hum. Perhaps you could string up some tarps?”

“There isn’t anyone for miles and I’ve seen you on the commode at home.”

“This is different. A stranger could canoe by and get an eyeful.”

“I’m fairly certain most canoeists would turn their heads. They are a decent set of people, for the most part.”

“What if a bear came along?”

“Seriously? A bear wouldn’t know if you had clothes on or not.”

“Still, it would embarrass me.”

“If a bear came along I think you would have a lot more to worry about than embarrassment!”

“Well, it doesn’t even have a seat. Do you just plop down on it, as is?”

“Yup.”

“There is another issue. No toilet paper holder, and, it’s a good thing I thought to pack some.”

She laughed and he smiled, remembering the first time he’d taken her camping. The woods had almost scared the city-girl right out of her.

© Zora Zebic 2016