'tis the season

We read this lovely poem in the Writer's Almanac.

Rutabagas: A Love Poem

by James Silas Rogers

...My first mouthful tasted
like something in a gunny sack;
nothing like a wine
from which an epicure, or would-be epicure,
might claim to read the soils...

Read the rest here.
Happy gardening & dining as summer blazes on!