I spent a glorious couple of hours today out on our deck harvesting my cilantro, parsley, and basil. My container gardens have flourished this year. If there is a heaven, I hope it will be imbued with the delicate fragrance released from those three culinary gems under the warmth of the sun. My thumb and index finger are stained from pinching off the leaves, but my hands smell wonderful. The herbs are all finely chopped and ready to be put into ice cube trays and topped up with olive oil. That will be my after supper chore – an enjoyable one.