Farmer Steff

That's what my friend called me yesterday when I showed her pictures of my first cucurbita harvest. She's just jealous. She just wishes she could grow zucchinis the size of her head. Actually, anyone can with the help of a little organic chicken poo. Oh sure, that's not what the bag called it, but that's what it is. I call it magic chicken poo. We are going to grill these bad boys this weekend. Parker got a thrill ripping the veggies off of the plant. Graham just kept calling the one I handed him a banana and trying to peel it. Crazy little blessings of mine.

Notice in the background the little boy eating a real banana. He was much happier.