Summer colds. I’ve got nothing good to say about them.
Let’s move on, shall we!?! Let’s talk TOMATOES!
This is what is growing on my back patio as we speak…soaking in the sunshine and the heat of the day and always asking for a little more water at the end of the day with slightly droopy leaves. Actually, the tomato plants look about how I feel after a full day of work…droopy, tired and like they could use a stiff cold drink! Ha!
I can hardly contain my excitement for these guys as they’ve grown throughout the summer. I look upon them lovingly and fiercely scold Cleo when I see her sniffing and about to mouth a delicious adolescent tomato who still needs a few more weeks on the vine to fulfill its full potential.
These are MY first tomato plants and about a week after planting them, I realized and remembered one of the great joys of summer. The smell of tomato plants. Not tomatoes. The smell that is left on your hands after you reach in and fondle the branches for them to be supported by the tomato cage. It is distinctly summer. A smell not available at other times of the year. A smell that cannot be recreated. It takes me back to digging in the garden as a child and eating carrots straight from the ground, and learning about where food comes from.
Simple pleasures of summer!
What are your quintessential summer foods or smells? What takes you back?