Every time I go to a Farmer's Market at this time of the year I gravitate to the pickling cukes for two reasons. The first is that I really prefer the stubby wrinkled cukes to the long smooth year-round variety. The second is to pinch the dill that is always available alongside them. I love the smell of dill!
This year, as I stood pinching the dill, I noticed one lovely bunch (fully four foot tall with roots) that had somehow escaped being bent or scrunched. So I bought it, took it home, and arranged it in my tallest vase. There was even enough odds and ends for a small arrangement in a bottle.
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| Not the best photo ever, but you get the picture... |
I think it looks great, and every time I walk through the living room, I smell the dill...and I don't have to pinch anything.
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