Wednesday, August 06, 2008
I'm done traveling outside of the Pacific Northwest for the rest of the summer. Because now is the sweet spot. The sweet spot of summer in Portland. When it's dry and sunny and warm. The produce is pumpin'. The farmer's markets are bountiful. The parks are filled with free concerts and music and water and dogs and so many smiles it makes your face hurt from smiling so much. When I take photos like a madwoman, in the golden sunshine and the green, green grass. When I make lists of tomato sauces to preserve, herbed vinegars to concoct, and to get back on that summer cocktail series. (My backdoor clay pot of flavored mints runneth over and demand to be muddled and mixed and combined with spirits.) When girls (I mean, assistants) need to be picked up from cheerleading camp and dogs need to be walked. When events fill the weekends, all scheduled without fear of rain, this one, special month. When pies are baked and thick slices are delivered to elderly neighbors. Bike rides and BBQs and daytrips to the beach. Sigh. You with me here in this moment?
But we're just back from a trip to Southern California, to be immersed in sunshine, and bright pools, baptism and babies, family and movies and lots of good things to eat. I miss the mission architecture of California, and the streets in spanish. Limon Ave., Avocado St.....I kept hoping for Cilantro so I could make a street full of guacamole. And a baby who had his first blueberries, and couldn't stop eating them. One after another, blueberries popped into his little mouth, chubby fingers eagerly picking them up and scooping them in.
Here's to August!
Posted by LeLo at Wednesday, August 06, 2008