Red robin, green zebra, and summertime gold
rain from the garden. The counter
is drenched. They keep
pouring in to join,
down in the freezer,
all manner of sauces and soups put up
over summer to winter us through,
me and my ‘mater man.
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For Margo Roby’s Tuesday Tryouts, I tried a sentence acrostic. With apologies to Peter Gabriel. 🙂
Karin S. Wiberg 
Love the flood…
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Thanks, Susan!
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I like the imagery of the counter drenched with the rain of vegetables. Love the phrase ‘winter us through’. It’s an interesting form, isn’t it, as the chosen phrase can lead us anywhere.
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Thanks, Margo. I appreciate the ideas and support you provide!
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Just had to let you know I loved what you did with Margo’s prompt and that you were not the last. I wish I was freezing/canning this summer.
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And we have just barely started!!!! 🙂
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love the tie in to the line and the content. completely unexpected and perfect (and I love Peter Gabriel). Well done.
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Mark – Thanks for the comment. I was just reading your acrostic as well–it’s great! I’m now a follower of yours!
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This takes me back to do many fond memories of my grandfathers. How I miss that warm from the sun taste of garden grown veggies.
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There is just no comparison to fresh tomatoes from the garden!
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So cool. We have a big garden this summer – not quite a deluge yet, but starting. I love the different meanings of deluge here – very nice. k.
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Thanks! And just when I thought I’d gotten through the tomatoes on the counter….ANOTHER batch showed up!! 🙂
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Beautiful imagery! Makes me want a ‘mater sammich right now!
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You can have some ‘maters next week!!!
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