I can't believe it's April Fool's Day already.

Soy, parsley, garlic, grapes, berries I could go home and cook a tasty meal using these ingredients.

A fool's lips come into strife, and his mouth invites beatings.

A fool's wrath is presently known but a prudent man covereth shame.

A fool's lips enter into contention, and his mouth calleth for strokes.

A fool's mouth is his destruction, and his lips are a snare to his soul.

A fool's mouth is his destruction, and his lips are the snare of his soul.

It is a fool's pleasure to do wickedness, but wisdom is a man of understanding's pleasure.

A wise man's heart is at his right hand, but a fool's heart at his left.

A wise man's heart is at his right hand but a fool's heart at his left.

The fool's talk brings a rod to his back, but the lips of the wise protect them.

A stone is heavy, and sand is a burden but a fool's provocation is heavier than both.

A whip for the horse, a bridle for the ass, and a rod for the fool's back.

A stone is heavy, and the sand weighty but a fool's wrath is heavier than them both.

For as a dream comes with a multitude of cares, so a fool's speech with a multitude of words.

For a dream cometh through the multitude of business and a fool's voice is known by multitude of words.

So the farmers within, who try to earn a living, and simultaneously provide the vegetables used around Gaza, continue their non violent struggle to exist, working their land and harvesting their onions, parsley, radishes, spinach, beans to the rhythm of gunfire.