Sometimes nature is just....naughty.

And I am immature.

I needed the good laugh of the tushie fruit, I mean cherimoya, that was awaiting Donna and I at the store the other day. And FYI, always wait till the cherimoya is ripe before trying it for the first time. How you know it's ripe? I have no idea. I think it involves squeezing it to see if it's a bit soft. Oops. There I go again thinking about squeezing a tushie. Alright, alright. I'm going too far. I swear, this is a spiritual journey I am on that you are all following along.

We also harvested some herbs yesterday.