If pictures could only...

It's my favourite. For too long we've bought smaller size plants, kept them on the windowsill in the kitchen, only to watch them slowly fade away. But this plant was too big for the window sill so outside on the back deck it went. And it flourished, and flourished, and flourished . Every time I brush past it, it's intoxicating smell captures me. For me, basil screams Italy and so when a package of fresh mozzarella appeared yesterday, today's dinner was a no brainer. Caprese!
Delicious it was too.

Ah well....