We've already crossed off a couple of goals for the summer. The alley raspberry patch is just starting to produce. It's not really harvest-able as yet, but there is enough to put 3-5 on my cereal in the morning. And today we gathered about 15 and split them up to enjoy in our swedish pancakes. They are seriously stunning.
Today we ventured out to a little organic farm down south to do some strawberry picking. The farmer (a transplant from Isreal) warned us that it had been a tough season for the berries. And when we got our heads down between the rows we found he was telling the truth. A good portion of the berries had withered down to moldy pulps. They were quite unappetizing, actually. But with some diligence we were able to find enough lovely red ones to almost fill two ice cream buckets. They are already in the freezer, awaiting my little 8 year old smoothy-meister's whim.
And we almost got to read out on the porch during a crackling storm. Only it missed us. We got the wind and a sprinkle, but nothing more. But now that the front has moved through, the post-storm dusky sky is phenomenal. I don't think I have ever seen such yellow/orange light. I have to quit typing and go soak it up from the front steps.
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