Summer Loves: Spontaneity

Summertime: unstructured days, impulsive drives through the country, unplanned meet-ups, spur-of-the-moment walks, spontaneous barbecues.

These are the carefree days of summer, when calendars are uncluttered and schedules are light. They bring out the child in all of us. I hope you enjoyed this relaxing season because when we meet next Thursday, it will be September. Fall and full calendars await us!

What will be the focus of this blog? I’m open to suggestions… Is there a particular topic you would like to consider?

In the words of an oldie but goodie by the Tempos, “See you in September.”

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Summer Loves: Fabulous Fruit

Feelings may differ about summer’s heat, but one thing we all agree on: we love summer’s fresh, juicy fruit. Did you ever consider the most common adjective that describes fruit? Juicy!

Try to talk about the peaches you picked up from the farmstand without saying, “juicy.” Think oranges, plums, watermelon, and cantaloupe. Just the thought makes you want to reach for a napkin, doesn’t it?

Maybe the second-most-used descriptor is sweet, as in Bing cherries, strawberries, blackberries, blueberries, raspberries, and all the aforementioned juicy fruits.

Let’s not ignore pears, nectarines, honeydews, grapes, or the lemon in our iced tea.

Then there’s the poor banana, often overlooked because it’s faithfully available in every season. And alas, we have the tomato, which we know is a fruit but will forever be thought of as a vegetable.

I saved the peculiar pineapple for last. There is no other fruit like it. It’s prickly and pungent, sweet and acidic, neither an apple nor a pine. Here are some fun facts:

  • It grows as a small shrub that produces only one fruit.
  • It takes up to three years to grow a pineapple.
  • It stops ripening as soon as it’s picked.
  • It appears to be one fruit but is actually a cluster of dozens of individual berries that fuse around the core.
  • Due to their rarity and expense, pineapples were a status symbol in the 17th and 18th centuries. Wealthy people rented them to carry as a luxury accessory at parties!

Just some things to think about the next time pineapples are on sale for $1.99.

Tell me, what’s your favorite fruit?

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Summer Loves: Flash Thunderstorms

I love the flash storms of summer, sudden and loud:

  • The anticipation when skies darken and become thick with gray clouds.
  • Watching slow drips fall faster and faster, developing into torrents of rain.
  • The awe of remarkable, sudden flashes of lightning.
  • Loud claps of thunder that make me jump.
  • The cozy feeling of being indoors, safe and protected.
  • The clean air that follows and the sparkle of drops left behind.
  • Seeing the sun break through, as if asking, “Did you miss me?”

How about you? Are the summer storms something you welcome? Or dread?

BTW, your responses to ice cream favorites offered two contenders that challenge my coconut/chocolate-covered almonds ice cream: black raspberry chocolate chip and salted caramel truffle. And then there was my friend who stayed with vanilla but dropped it in a 7-11 Slurpee! Hmm.

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Summer Loves: Ice Cream!

I hope the Summer Psalms series enhanced your peace and lifted your hearts. I’m going to relax my topics for August and post four summer treats I love. Feel free to chime in with some of your own.

Ice cream! Yes, I know it’s a year-round dessert, but doesn’t it just taste best in the summer? The picture on this post is of our grand-triplets licking cones while seated in their attachable wagons (the best way Shane and Amy could keep them in one place). That was many years ago. This week they celebrated their 19th birthdays—with Ice Cream Cake, of course.

Fun Facts:

  • A form of ice cream has been eaten since around 4000 BC.
  • In 2012, Italy put the most scoops on one cone—71!
  • 90% of Americans eat ice cream, with vanilla ranking the #1 favorite.
  • We’ve been singing, “I sing, you sing, we all sing for ice cream” since 1927.

Rich and I love trekking to the Bellvale Farms Creamery, where the scenery is as awesome as the ice cream. Rich’s favorite is the Bellvale Bog (think chocolate amplified), and mine is Coconut—with dark chocolate-covered almonds. Be still my heart, and don’t count the calories!

So, what’s your favorite flavor?