Friday we picked 4 buckets of peas. This was the first time my brother, Tom, who is now living with us, ever picked peas. It was about 93 degrees outside, so it was a little warm. After picking the peas we of course had to shell them. He was so funny. Tom stayed right there with us shelling peas until midnight but he wouldn't eat any today. He said he never wants to eat peas again. That will change when winter gets here but it sure was funny.
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