Behold, Our Bounty

Two freshly harvested banana peppers cradled in a person's hands, showing tattoos on the forearms, taken outdoors in a Greensboro garden.

Banana pepper for scale.

The vegetable gardening has been slow going. The raised bed is pretty, lush really, but there doesn’t seem to be a lot developing. Today, though, we picked two banana peppers. Would I prefer it to have been a couple of Cherokee purples? Yes, obviously. But hey, we grew these and then did our best to take an IG-worthy photo. Except I didn’t wipe the water off my hands, and I had to crop out James’s mint-green croc. Chalk one up for good-enough photography, I guess.

dawnatella

Dawn Shepherd is a writer, a professor emeritus of writing studies, and an enthusiastic amateur of many things. After stepping away from higher education in 2025 to pursue a cross-country van journey and travels through Spain, she is currently exploring the art of the deliberate return. Through dispatches, sketches, and snapshots, she documents the magic of everyday life. She lives in Greensboro, North Carolina, where she’s figuring it all out. Probably. Maybe.

https://thedawnatellaedit.com
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