When I was a little girl, I loved going to visit my Grandma Hattie. She lived on a farm by the water and had chickens, cows and a little garden. That garden in the summer was mmmmmmmmyummy. Pluck a tomato off the vine and eat it right then and there. Her carrots were oh so sweet, if also sometimes, deformed looking. All you needed was a squirt from the nearby water hose, and you were in business. Delicious!
I was experimenting with my new retractable exacto knife here. The cutting didn't feel as satisfying as with my snippy scissors, but I felt that I could get more detail.