“If it could only be like this always – always summer, always alone, the fruit always ripe…”

Today will be warm, 85˚ warm. Right now, though, the house is still morning cool, especially this room. The dog is sleeping in her crate. I can hear her snoring. She and I both slept in this morning. Last night I was up until after 2am watching the Red Sox playing Seattle first then some really bad movies. My taste definitely changes when the choices are so few. I’ll tolerate almost anything to pass the time until the Sandman comes.

My acorn squash has flowers, and I have already eaten some of my tomatoes. I figure my first year with a vegetable garden is a success. Not only that, it’s been fun watching everything grow. Today I’ll have my cherry tomatoes in a small salad. The first tomato got popped right into my mouth. It was wonderful!

Today is quiet. Usually on a Saturday I can hear people’s voices and lawnmowers and the occasional car going down the road. I don’t know where everybody is, but I’ll take the quiet. I have  new book called The Leftovers which is calling for me. I figure a cold ice tea, the book and some cheese and crackers will be terrific on the deck later.

Fall is my favorite season here on the cape, but summer is a close second. It is when spend my days outside, even to taking an outdoor shower. I grill my dinner. We have movies on the deck. Some afternoons I fight Gracie for the lounge and I take a nap. The nights are filled with the wonder of fireflies flitting around the trees and the mornings are bird songs. Even the sounds of lawnmowers are welcome.

Sometimes I look at the cape as if I were on vacation. I drive on all the scenic roads and along the shore. I visit shops instead of stores. Sometimes I stop for lunch and have clams or shrimp and French fries as take-out. Every now and then I eat at A&W Root Beer and always have hot dogs. A sunny day is the best time for meandering. Everyone else is at the beach. The roads are mine. The last time I roamed I went all the way to Wellfleet. I took Route 28 down and Route 6A back. Before I went home, I stopped for an ice cream cone. It was a perfect day.

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18 Comments on ““If it could only be like this always – always summer, always alone, the fruit always ripe…””

  1. morpfy Says:

    So far ,today its about 67 and overcast. Typical NW weather I guess.

  2. Bob Says:

    My favorite part of summer is the wonderful fresh fruit. This time of the year the farmer’s markets are full of locally grown tomatoes, strawberries, plums, nectarines and especially peaches. At other times of the year the market is full of vendors selling cold storage fruit which is no better than what you can buy in the super markets. But, in the summer the real farmers show up selling locally grown fruits. There is nothing like biting into a freshly picked peach and have the sweet juice run down your chin. Just west of Ft. Worth farmers produce some of the world’s best peaches from Parker County. Georgia may claim to be the Peach State, but Texas Parker County peaches can stand up to any fruit anywhere.

    The great drought last year ruined many of the peach orchards so the quality and amount of the succulent fruit has been reduced. Hopefully the rains we had in the spring will bring a sweet harvest this year.

    • Kat Says:

      Bob,
      How could I have forgotten the fresh fruit? The berries are magnificent, and I scour my files so I can use them. I also love the farmer’s markets, and my town now has one every Saturday morning and the next town over has one on Thursday. I am mostly a strawberry fan, and the local ones are luscious.

      Your description of eating a peach was wonderful!! I too hope the rain you got is enough for you to enjoy those peaches!!

    • im6 Says:

      Parker County = Weatherford. Funny thing about that place. It used to be called the Watermelon Capital of the World. Even had a sign claiming as much on the courthouse lawn (other signs said “beef, fruit and dairy center”). Watermelons everywhere, especially the public market (let me give a shout out to the home made watermelon rind preserves you can still buy there). I moved away and next thing I knew the watermelons had been replaced by peaches. Don’t know how that transition happened or why ’cause those watermelons are among the best. Maybe it has to do with watermelons weighing so much they’re much less economical to produce. Yes, the peaches are good, but I’ll never forget going to the public market, selecting a watermelon from the tubs of iced down melons (I like the red meat, but yellow was popular, too)… now that’s summer!

      • Kat Says:

        im6,
        Cold watermelon is about the most refreshing fruit on a hot day, and it isn’t half bad with vodka added either!

        I wonder too where they went. The peach trees take a while to mature so the switch must have been on the drawing board a long while. That is your mission-to find out why!

  3. MT C Says:

    “every summer day is right when ice cream gets involved” my grandfather would say as us kids turned the crank and my uncle kept the ice and salt coming. The smallest would turn the crank first and then a bigger one and on up until it was my turn, then my brother, who is 4 years older and my youngest uncle would finish who was 4 years older yet. When it was finished, my grandfather would grab the scoop, take off the lid, look inside and call out to my grandmother, “EVA, this is vanilla again. You know I like strawberry! How come no strawberry?”. And she always replied “Charlie, if you would bother to get strawberries, there would be some”. He’d mumble something or other and dish it all out and take his last.

    He was right, a summer day was always ‘just right’ with ice cream. And that was at the Cape, too!

    Carl

    • Kat Says:

      Carl,
      Your grandfather was a wise man. Nothing is better in summer than homemade ice cream. The crank machines did seem to take forever so you had to change the cranker before arms went numb.

      My machine, though, is electric-no more rock salt and no more hand cranking. The ice cream is always just perfect!

      I do have my favorite ice cream places here. Cape Cod Creamery and their coconut ice cream make you think you’re on a tropical island!

      • Bob Says:

        Some of the best ice cream comes from the Blue Bell Creameries in Brenham Texas. In summer they produce a fresh peach ice cream that is available in super markets. I don’t usually like peach ice cream, but their’s peach ice cream is something else.

      • im6 Says:

        Bob’s right about Blue Bell Ice Cream. It wasn’t around when I was growing up, but I’m going to be growing OUT now that I’ll have easy assess. Other flavors are good, but that vanilla is heaven on earth… and it’s not some overpriced, fancy-schmancy stuff. Just good old-fashioned ice cream that’s as close to home-made as you can buy.

      • MT C Says:

        The Cape Cod Creamery! I had forgotten all about that. We’d stop there for a ‘break’ on the way out and again on the way home. Can’t recall the last time I visited, but I do hope to get back.

        Carl

  4. Hedley Says:

    And the bikes rocked through Liege today in the prequel, and Bradley Wiggins was a solid second. Meanwhile down the SW19 Murray is dealing with some random Cypriot.
    Loved to get off the train and wander over there to watch a little tennis and pick up an autograph or two including the charming Olga Morozova.
    “upset” nastase in a semi final on center court when my nikkormat went off like a cannon. He stopped the match and yelled at the photographers..I threw my camera under the seat..it was me, it was on the news. I worked with Jeremy Shales who was hated by McEnroe.

    • Kat Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      Is there still a bounty on your head?

      I had a camera which made a bit of noise. In a beautiful church in Portugal, Miranda du Duro was a church with a statue which had an entire wardrobe and was dressed to the nines. Naturally, no pictures! I had my dad take a coughing spell so I could snap away.

      Do it! Just wander and you find find serendipity!!

  5. Kat Says:

    Bob,
    I am not a peach fan, but I’d be more than willing to give their other flavors a taste!

    • Bob Says:

      Except for the fact that their ice cream has hunks of fresh peaches, I do not like peach ice cream either. Give me chocolate with chocolate chunks any time.

  6. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    My tomato plants have no tomatoes yet. I’m happy that they each have a flower on them. One has extended its efforts so far as to produce three blossoms. The peppers that the critter ate down to the nub have produced more leaves. They will probably never have peppers but I give them points for courage. The only things that are flourishing are the the basil and the Greek oregano.
    I have been living on native strawberries and asparagus for a few weeks now. (Not together, of course.) They have been especially tasty this year. But strawberry time is almost over and I’m looking forward to blueberries and black raspberries now. Especially if they are made into ice cream. 🙂
    Enjoy the day!

    • Kat Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      Only my cherry tomatoes have ripe tomatoes. The large one have them, but they are still green. All my herbs are nice and healthy and today another squash plant had blossoms.

      I’m making a dessert tonight to bring down to my friends’ house and it is loaded with fruit: strawberries, blueberries and black raspberries.

      I love strawberry ice cream too!


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