Tuesday, August 4, 2015

from August to zinnias

Z is for zinnias, five dollars a bunch today at the Farmer's Market. For zesty, too, and the way summer is zipping right on by. It's already August, month of dog days and fireflies, cricket din and hummingbird flutter. This is gazpacho weather, especially when a friend drops off a sack of tomatoes, cucumbers and peppers (red and green) from her garden. There was a blue moon the other night, a rare second full moon in the same month, and the Perseid meteor showers are expected around the 11th or so. There's still time to to toast summer with a peach Bellini and homemade pesto pasta. Still time to catch a baseball game and hit up the Chick-fil-a drive-thru for a lemon swirl. Time actually seems to stand still in early August, just like the sultry air. That's a gift of summer.

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