The peaceful nature of peas.........

The crack that is the opening of the pod -- the slide of the thumb, pushing the peas into a bowl where there is just the slightest of noise.

But peas can be very social. Kind of a veggie quilting bee. Woman and girls all sitting around talking and shelling. Forming the bonds that are only made by working and cooking together.
But me -- I sit on a bench. A bowl is on my lap -- the basket to my left and a bucket for the pods at my feet. I'm surrounded by the sounds of nature. The wrens, the robins, the sparrows and the frogs. A rooster crows and the kitten walking across my shoulders purrs.
Tonight -- as we eat creamed peas with potatoes and ham -- I'll remember how I feel at this very moment. Very very content.

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