In a parking lot on a card table before a rusty pickup truck.
Nestled beside zucchini logs and onion bundles.
Spilling from a flimsy wooden box.
Pocket-size paper lanterns?
Husks grass to blush.
Petite globe fruit packages.
Green apple, roasted pineapple flesh.
New ritual for the summer pre-meal ceremonies.
Shucking corn, snapping beans, unwrapping ground cherries.
cozywalls 
Lovely poem, lovely pictures.
Thank you, Jennifer!
Timeless.
Beautiful. Love the colours in the photos – I’ve not seen these green before.
Also, shucking is a cool word 🙂
I don’t think you are supposed to eat them when they are green, but I thought they were so pretty that way, too. I enjoy food prep. verbs 🙂
In south african we call your ground cherries ‘cape gooseberries’. I love them! Like your post about them! Thanks!
I like thinking of those little berries wearing their capes! Thanks, William 🙂 Glad you liked the post.
…or appelliefies (in afrikaans). Such a cute name.
darling name!
APPELLIEFIES!!! I totally agree on the cuteness of that!
Haven’t thought about ground cherries for about 30 years–thanks for bringing back memories!
thanks for visiting my blog! You will have to tell me about your past experiences… I didn’t even know what they were for 30 years 🙂
Lovely post. What will you do with them?
Thank you! I munched a few and then baked them in a pie. I only managed a few pictures, but I’ll post them shortly (the pie is now just a yummy memory).
We see it (looks good)- thanks!
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