The peas have podded. I’m not sure if it’s the snap, or your bog standard, good old trusty garden type, but they’ve podded first with the white petals of the flowers still stuck to the green of their shells.
Inside the crop is still too small, too young. I checked today. Popped my nail into the seam, slit through the flesh, cracked it open. New growth, old book. They both sound the same.
They are not ready for harvest, but when you bite down they explode. They taste like spring, or summer, or something else that’s hot days and sudden rain storms. They tasted like they should do. New and fresh.
It’s been a wet one,
this spring, this downpour of water
thickening the green.
Carol J Forrester 
I love this: “They taste like spring, or summer, or something else that’s hot days and sudden rain storms. They tasted like they should do. New and fresh.” It has been a wet one, and it is very green!
Thank you, I’m so glad you enjoyed it.
Pea pods are delicious, so tender and sweet. You do them honor with your haibun.
Thank you.
You are welcome, Carol.
Pea pods are wonderful. I grow the sugar snap and snow peas, in the fall I grow field peas. Yes, the pods do taste of spring. What a fun haibun!
Thank you. I was just chuffed that I had something from earlier in the day to draw on for the prompt.
Brings back memories of a much younger me sitting on the shaded back porch with my Grandpa, shelling fresh-picked peas for supper.
I used to shell peas with my great-gran, it’s a very vivid memory.
It has been wet this year. I like how the peas taste like spring or summer.
Thank you Frank. My garden has appreciated the wet even if I haven’t
“They taste like spring, or summer, or something else…” Like taking spring or summer into your being. I like that.
I’m glad.
Peas mean early summer, the smell, the taste and the lush green look of them.
Indeed Jane. Not all of my peas are out though. The one set haven’t even flowered yet.
They’ve more or less finished here. The peas we had on Sunday were old and sprouting.
The pods have barely started producing here. We’re right at the start
Lucky!
I so much love this… when you can eat the freshness of nature is when you really use the primary sense of a human I think.
Interesting though Bjorn. You’re right in that it does bring us so much closer to nature when we’re able to see where our food is coming from and pick it ourselves rather than just buying it from a supermarket.
I love all the greenness after a wet Spring and the fresh taste it brings, a beautiful haibun Carol 🙂💜🌿
Thank you very much.
Fresh, snapping, and sweet, the new bursting out forth, exploding. Youth regenerating and adding to the joy. We check in on our children, worried if they are ready or not quite right, but when we are honest and let them find that which brings them joy, rather than our own imperatives, we more often find out they are just as they should be, nevertheless… we can’t help but check. Peas were always my favorite in the garden, they always popped, like your fine Haibun does here. put some twigs in the pod and float it down the stream and it was also a toy boat for races. Just how it should be. Such a vivid and precise write, every word does some lifting.