Our gardening forebears meant watermelon to be the juicy, barefoot taste of a hot summer's end, just as a pumpkin is the trademark fruit of late October. Most of us accept the latter, and limit our jack-o'-latern activities to the proper botanical season. Waiting for a watermelon is harder. It's tempting to reach for melons,
Without darkness, nothing comes to birth, As without light, nothing flowers. May Sarton Gerry throws open the curtains in the bedroom and I see an outline of mountains across the valley visible through the smoke this morning. That’s improvement, and a good start to the week. Still, I feel the need to dig through my
Remember sun? It doesn’t take long before the oppressive smoke that forces us indoors begins to affect our mental health. When the apocalyptic-like days linger, I begin to wonder what it might be like if, for some reason, the absence of sunshine was just the way it was. It’s not a pretty thing to consider.
My advice to you is not to inquire why or whither, but just enjoy your ice cream while it is on your plate. Thornton Wilder I surrender. The air conditioner is going on today. As much as I appreciate fresh air and the laid back, nostalgic feeling that open doors and windows evokes, too much
Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language. Henry James It’s hot. Kamloops hot. Hot as in it’s still 37C/99F at 8:00 in the evening when we’re driving home, having enjoyed supper and play in the park, and a stop to water the dry and
Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language. Henry James I’m sitting in the waiting room at the optometrist’s office, on a relatively warm afternoon (it’s maybe 30C / 86 F) and a woman asks me how I like the heat. ”I love it! How
Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet. Roger Miller The garden is happy on this cool and wet morning. It will be happier (as will I) when the heat returns in a few days. I’m anticipating great growth—in both of us. For now, simple gratitude for what is.