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More than once at the housewarming on Sunday--particularly as a chilling north wind swept over the tiny balcony--I heard laments of the imminent end of the summer. Well, clearly it's not ready to go just yet: Two hours after sunset and it's still over 80℉ outside. Today I celebrated--yes, celebrated--by walking down to Dixie Kitchen and taking a seat outside. "It's not too hot in the shade?" an elderly woman asked as she went inside. "Not for me!" I replied.
I really wanted to finish the meal off something à la mode--perhaps their cobbler--but I remember the size of the last dessert I'd gotten there and knew it would be overwhelming. However, just as was waiting at an intersection to cross over into campus, I saw a man with pushcart turning the corner. "¡OYE, PALETERO! ¡ESPÉREME!" Only my second ice cream bar of the year; the first was at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
profundojoe's party over two months ago. So if it's my last, the seasons will be bookended nicely.
The tremendous cloudmass moving over us two nights ago didn't result in any rain, so I gave the plots a good soaking last night. Particularly the clematis, since one of its furthest extensions is withering. The greens are growing at an exciting rate: very soon the mesclun will need thinning and the microgreens will be ready for harvesting. But they are slow growers compared to the cat grass which has shot up and inch a day since I first saw it sprout. If I'd known before how speedy it was, we'd never have wasted so much money buying it from Jewel.
I really wanted to finish the meal off something à la mode--perhaps their cobbler--but I remember the size of the last dessert I'd gotten there and knew it would be overwhelming. However, just as was waiting at an intersection to cross over into campus, I saw a man with pushcart turning the corner. "¡OYE, PALETERO! ¡ESPÉREME!" Only my second ice cream bar of the year; the first was at
profundojoe's party over two months ago. So if it's my last, the seasons will be bookended nicely.The tremendous cloudmass moving over us two nights ago didn't result in any rain, so I gave the plots a good soaking last night. Particularly the clematis, since one of its furthest extensions is withering. The greens are growing at an exciting rate: very soon the mesclun will need thinning and the microgreens will be ready for harvesting. But they are slow growers compared to the cat grass which has shot up and inch a day since I first saw it sprout. If I'd known before how speedy it was, we'd never have wasted so much money buying it from Jewel.