There are some times in summer that remind me heavily of summers past, when I was a kid (I can’t believe I’m a teen now!) and being in the warm presence of family (<—- a rare one, considering teens are notorious for fighting with their parents).
Yesterday was one of those days.
Before any on else in the family woke up, I went to a local farmers market and photographed (and didn’t bring money so as not to tempt myself! Not that I have any money to spend… you know that idea of “broke teenagers?”… yeah, that’s me ;)).
When I got back, we went to the BIG farmers market in the city (the one that is about five times as large as the one I went to in the morning!). I found me melons that were $1 each and about the size of a gallon paint can– and about as heavy– so, naturally I got three ;).
Other melons should be ashamed to be alive. I promptly stuffed myself with about half of one. Everyone laughed at the image of me, stuffing juicy, buttery cantaloupe in my mouth with juice running down my face and big smile. Imagine amongst yourselves.
In late afternoon, I arrived (early, so as to avoid the rainstorm brewing) at a meeting with a photographer friend to chat. The storm raged while we laughed and talked, then I rode home out to a slight/non-existent drizzle.
I arrived home to the family cooking the type of dinner always looked forward to in summer. Having gone to the farmer’s market that afternoon, we had to cook our local spoils!
After dinner, with the clouds overcasting the wet puddle ridden ground, we sat down to watch a movie with…
What are some of your family summer memories/traditions?
How do you eat your corn? Some people like to rip it off the cob with their teeth, but I enjoy scraping it off in bars to eat.