I’ve finally decided on a name for the little old couple that lives in the yellow house.

“The Prims” – as in prim & proper.

Their 20 x 20 foot yard is always perfectly manicured, the peppers are always laid out nice & neat and you never see a single thing out of place.

Mr. Prim still has 6 rows of peppers to pick.

These are only a few days old – they’re starting to turn darker & shrivel in the sun.

And these are freshly picked from the last 3 rows they harvested.

Mr. Prim even had someone out to fix his little wagon – I’m guessing that means he’s planning on selling the peppers & needs to haul them into town?

I can’t be sure.

But I do know this…

He hasn’t seen the mailbox yet…and it won’t be that way tomorrow when we walk by.