Welcome to August (already?). Let us write about something which takes place in: the grocery store.
Because one of our favorite parts of having visitors is telling them to go grocery shopping in the garden before they leave. My parents will get to enjoy that honor tomorrow morning before they head for home - just shy of two months after they left.
My mom helped me pick green beans for our local orders this morning. That was pretty fun.
I was just minding my own business,
I swear it's true!
Why won't someone here please tell me,
What did I do?
They've kicked me out the grocery store,
Like a felon -
Just for admiring the produce girl'sPerfect melons.