I planted them and watered them. I watched them come up and grab the trellis. They climbed high. They grew little white flowers. Then came the pea pods.
I watched them carefully through the week. I wasn't going to lose these to the forces of nature. These were not going to go the way of the strawberries. And then on Friday I picked them - a special treat for Shabbat dinner
Oh me, oh my, oh these were good. Sweet and plump and fresh. They tasted just the way peas should taste. No cooking, nothing added - these were perfection. Too bad there were only about 8.
Some day I will have my own yard for a garden. Then I will plant peas galore. For now this will have to do.