What a romantic scene. They are (/it is) oblivious to the world, tucked away in vegetable passion. I wonder, though, whether the affair lasted past dinner time.
CherryPie, yes! And imagine my sparkling eyes, whenever they detect such natural arts.
Claude, envious? Of what? :)
Stan, It's romantic, isn't it? First I thought of a two-headed potatoe. Only after watching the photo I came to think of two potatoes hugging eachother. To tell the truth: I could not bring myself to have them for dinner, yet. I do enjoy the thought of them hugging eachother in the cellar. Love is so wonderful, isn't it? :)
You do have such interesting vegetables at Seanhenge.
ReplyDeleteEnvious....
ReplyDeleteWhat a romantic scene. They are (/it is) oblivious to the world, tucked away in vegetable passion. I wonder, though, whether the affair lasted past dinner time.
ReplyDeleteCherryPie,
ReplyDeleteyes!
And imagine my sparkling eyes, whenever they detect such natural arts.
Claude,
envious? Of what? :)
Stan,
It's romantic, isn't it?
First I thought of a two-headed potatoe.
Only after watching the photo I came to think of two potatoes hugging eachother.
To tell the truth: I could not bring myself to have them for dinner, yet.
I do enjoy the thought of them hugging eachother in the cellar. Love is so wonderful, isn't it? :)
I always enjoy your garden's 'natural art'. :)
ReplyDeleteLady Janice,
ReplyDeleteand the are more to come: Pedro Potatoe, Sally Salsify, Charlie and Charlene Carrot ... to name but some ... :)