Sunday, June 22, 2014
I was out in the garden yesterday morning harvesting.
The dew was heavy.
The sun was peaking in and out behind some morning clouds.
I was geared up in long clothes hoping to avoid the worst of the bug swarms.
SM was on the back porch swing waking up with a cuppa joe, radio softly playing some oldies.
I hummed along as I worked, wiping the sweat from my brow.
It's not necessary to look at the weather forecast anymore. We're in our typical summer pattern of 90's with pop-up afternoon storms.
Hit and miss.
I'm hoping for a hit really soon.
The garden is getting thirsty.
I haul in my bag of broccoli and carrots and what do I hear playing on the radio?
Yes, my friends...It is indeed a sweet season.
Look at that.