Finally a few tropical days in Belgium. I prepared the first of the courgettes (and its flowers) from my mother's garden, just lightly fried and served - with love - on toast with olive oil.
Today was a day for roaming the countryside of my youth, visiting a mill, where a brave guy was challenged to climb up and change a sail
and later a content millner was spotted looking out his window.
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those zucchini.. to die for.
hey, there's plenty more, if you like I can drop some off on Sunday afternoon.
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