Holy

Today's Bingo: Holy. "Holy Vegetables," said the ten year old. Everyone at the farmer's market looked at him and smiled. He walked the endless rows of perfect shapes and colors touching, squeezing, smelling the summer's first production. He found his mother an hour later and said, "Mom, we've got to get this." He showed her the biggest eggplant she'd ever seen. "But you don't like vegetables," she reminded him. "I do right now," he said, and lead her to the collard greens.