For those of you who grow your own food, perhaps you feel like me. When I go to the garden with my big basket and walk around the veggie patch seeing what's ready. Then after five minutes or an hour, I walk back up to the house loaded with food. At these moments I feel extraordinary rich and say to myself (often out loud, which I know is a sign of madness) that "we'll never starve".
I had just one of those moments when I went to the patch after having been away in New Zealand for work. Here is a pick of my basket
And when it was laid out on the kitchen chopping board, it looked like this (save the garlic, which I laid out to dry)