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I truly felt for Tammy when she reported snow. Winter has its place, but October ain't it. By this evening, it had moved east--a wet snow was falling as I drove home from work. I went out to the garden and picked all the hot peppers that were still on the plants. It was a pretty good harvest. We'll have a few fresh; the rest I'll dry. One this grey gloomy evening, their fresh greens and vibrant reds are a lingering remnant of a summer that brushed by us only briefly. Poster Edges and desaturating the basket make the colors sing.
I truly felt for Tammy when she reported snow. Winter has its place, but October ain't it. By this evening, it had moved east--a wet snow was falling as I drove home from work. I went out to the garden and picked all the hot peppers that were still on the plants. It was a pretty good harvest. We'll have a few fresh; the rest I'll dry. One this grey gloomy evening, their fresh greens and vibrant reds are a lingering remnant of a summer that brushed by us only briefly. Poster Edges and desaturating the basket make the colors sing.
What rude weather! Great colors in those peppers,desaturating the basket makes them all that much more vibrant. At least you had a warm enough summer to harvest them...
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