Where those fish came from, or why they were deemed of sufficient importance to pose with, I don't know. There's another shot with me holding the things.

In the lower right quarter of this picture, behind the tips of the upward-sprouting gladiolus, you can pick out some roundish blobs coming from a rather strange plant to find in a flower garden. It's the leek. Each year it would sprout up there, flower, go to seed, then die back down. I don't remember anyone ever digging one up and actually cooking with it. Back then, of course, I never questioned such matters. Things were as they were.