Summer – No Rest in Sight
Market season began at the end of May. Now we are five (six?) weeks in and busy. Thursdays and Fridays we pick and gather. Saturday morning we pick and gather. The rest of the week we weed. We water when needed. The highlight of my day is squishing squash beetles. I am immersed in the garden.
We had a good day at the market, leaving just enough potatoes and flat Italian green beans for tonight’s dinner. In the summer our meals become simple affairs. Vegetables are from the garden. Most of the meat comes from nearby as well. No need for fancy preparation now. I went into the grocery store last week to buy orange juice and it felt odd. I was out of place and discombobulated. If all my days could be like summer days…
My new job at the university is being cut. Unless the earth shifts on its axis or the North Carolina Legislature has a last minute change of heart, my last day is Tuesday. It took longer to get the job than it actually existed. Benefits would be nice, but my soul will most likely be lighter in the garden and studio. And, I’ll have more time to write! (Although, money would be quite nice right now…)