growing peppers

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Alliterating Peppers

There is something about peppers that invite alliteration. It all started when “Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers…”

Personally I prefer my peppers un-pickled,

Enticingly edible, eatable and esculent,

Perfectly pleasant,

Pretty, pleasing and plump,

Effortlessly enjoyed and

Raw

How about you?

Fall bounty

Fall Bounty

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You win some, you lose some,  Pepper Pests

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Wouldn’t You Like to Eat This Pepper, Too?

Peculiar pepper poetry in four verses

I planted peppers side by side,
in lovely soil they do reside.
From Bonnie Plants they first did grow
Now I have them in a row.

Small at first, they slowly grew,
As often happens, summer flew.
Before I knew it, the plants were leaning,
This happy gardener, smiling, preening.

Crisp green peppers now were mine.
I sliced them open, they’d be divine.
They tasted…awful, how can this be?
Did my garden peppers turn on me?

I puzzled through with careful thought.
They looked so good, but clearly not.
I found their tag in my garden plot.
It was orange peppers I had bought!

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Bonnie Plants: Peppers