Even after a stinker of a day the day before, the vegie garden looked bright and happy at 7am as she skipped, a little bleary-eyed, out into the world of green, wrestling with 5 boxes of various shapes and sizes in which to place the promised spinachy things for Wilson's. The husband, in his 'jarmies, was summoned to come and take a photo of the full boxes and the smiling gardener. Each box contained a different set of ingredients that would have made even the most fastidious chef rub his hands with glee. There was dark green silver beet, light green spinach, beetroot tops, coloured chard, baby spinach and finally Joy's cos lettuce leaves.
The most interesting part of the whole expedition happened in the street near Wilson's, where she unloaded all the boxes, now full of the glistening greens, and stood wondering how she was going to get them to the shop. Wandering along the footpath were a smartly dressed man and an attractive woman and one might say they looked relaxed and not at all like they were bustling off to work (by now it was 8.30am). The gardener had an idea and cheekily asked the two passers-by if they would like to buy some spinach, expecting a raised eyebrow and a quiet rebuff. The man looked at the boxes bursting with dewy greens and said yes, proceding to ask questions and finger the leaves in an appreciative way. After hearing the vegetables were all organic, the woman said she would be back with some bags. Wondering if her gorgeous greens would be a wilted mess by the end of a long working day, the gardener asked if the couple would be able to refrigerate them ASAP. The friendly man, who had introduced himself as Albert, smiled and pointed out that the gardener had indeed parked her car right outside their apartment and they were heading there now after eating breakfast at a nearby cafe. Not only did they take 2 full boxes of stuff but they said that if ever the gardener had any more things from her garden to please contact them at their abode and they would happily buy it all.
So, 3 boxes of goodies were duly delivered to Wilson's and collected into bunches. There they were, looking very happy when the gardener left with cash in each pocket. An excellent outcome and a fun time. This gardener is, however, glad she doesn't have to do this for a living but, my goodness, she didn't expect to be selling her greens to Albert Bensimon. I am glad he found them 'Simply Irresistible' !!
3 comments:
Fantastic Kate, what a joy to have your hard work appreciated. In my opinion you are a home farmer not a backyard gardener!
If only that meant I could use more water then I would happily grow eneough for several families. Where do people think their food comes from ? Don't the realise ALL food needs water and the home producer uses less per kg than agriculture plus there is no transport etc. I am very angry still !
Sorry for the typing errors! Don't get me started on Governments!!!
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