The last day of September? Already?
Anyway. Go write four lines of prose that have something to do with: spicy.
Had a big harvest this morning, which tends to happen when we skip a market like we just did. Lots of tomatoes, colorful peppers (including our hot ones - thus today's prompt), squash, eggplant, potatoes... and on and on.
Right, I promised house pictures. Here are the befores:
That's the front. Here's the back:
And here be the afters:
We're quite pleased with how it has turned out so far. The back and sides still need a second coat, but it'll do for now.
The knife slices through the red flesh as he struggles to keep the smile from his face. A few more quick movements and the cayenne is added to the simmering dish before he reaches for another jalapeno. He hears the doorbell ring but doesn't move to answer it until two more peppers are added to the pot.
After all, he'd hate to spoil the surprise for his dear, sweet, elderly, rich mother.