Pickles and cucumbers have produced many words, and information, even complementing with natural activities increasingly giving the best color to this writing. Amazing
Gherkin is such a great word. When I was 13 somehow I found myself on my uncle's cucumber farm in Gilroy, California. We picked in the fields all morning, and I can assure that gherkins don't grow on trees. You have to really stoop for them.
I had a pickle just this afternoon with smoked salmon, goat cheese, and a rye cracker. Makes me hungry to remember it.
Let's all agree to let pizza's not have squirty, fruity, pungent, juicy things on them?? Maybe?
Fantastic FUN! Oh, Marjorie, you have me thinking--PICKLES! Just had some deep fried the other night, and thankful they were just right! Oh, love your parallels as well!
"...all these gherkins with the same plight
packed in so tightly, this is not right..."
Some days sure feels we are packed in, pickled, and destined to stay all so cramped on a shelf, waiting..... Think I prefer your feather dreams!
Pickles and cucumbers have produced many words, and information, even complementing with natural activities increasingly giving the best color to this writing. Amazing
So glad you enjoyed this one 💚🥒✍️
Gherkin is such a great word. When I was 13 somehow I found myself on my uncle's cucumber farm in Gilroy, California. We picked in the fields all morning, and I can assure that gherkins don't grow on trees. You have to really stoop for them.
I had a pickle just this afternoon with smoked salmon, goat cheese, and a rye cracker. Makes me hungry to remember it.
Let's all agree to let pizza's not have squirty, fruity, pungent, juicy things on them?? Maybe?
:)
😆 this was a fun one! Please, please, no pickles on pizza. Pineapple is already pushing its luck…
🍕🍍😅😂 definitely
Fantastic FUN! Oh, Marjorie, you have me thinking--PICKLES! Just had some deep fried the other night, and thankful they were just right! Oh, love your parallels as well!
"...all these gherkins with the same plight
packed in so tightly, this is not right..."
Some days sure feels we are packed in, pickled, and destined to stay all so cramped on a shelf, waiting..... Think I prefer your feather dreams!
Great poem!
Many blessings and MUCH LOVE,
~Wendy💜🥒🕊✨
This one was worth editing, fun to go back in time when that silly thought hit me.
I found this song today!!! - The Pickles’ Party by RenhaL great dance song
https://www.boomplay.com/songs/192594365
Oh MY GOSH! LOVE IT!! Got me dancing this morning! Thanks so much for sharing your discovery! 😁🥒💃🏼🎶✨💜
😂😅😂 it is the song of the month for me now 💃🪩🥒