On Friday afternoon, I visited the farm stand just outside of town and bought strawberries, picked that morning. I also scored a basket of organic apricots from a town about two hours south of me – maybe not local in the strictest sense of the local foodie movement, but close enough for me. They’re from my state, not South America, and they’re not the big, globular, pale orange mealy fruits you can get at the supermarket year round. They’re little, odd-shaped, as brilliantly colored as a sunset. They’re firm, juicy and taste like summer.
So it seemed fitting to see the trailers for all the upcoming movies when we indulged in our family’s Mother’s Day tradition and went to see The Avengers yesterday. Aliens, spaceships and superheroes scream “Here comes summer!” to me. No wonder I found myself changing tunes when we got home, switching from Coldplay, Coltrane and The Fray to Jack Johnson, Tristan Prettyman, Bob Marley and The Beautiful Girls, seeking the beach in the beat, and letting the sunshine pour into my heart. Getting summery.
I’m almost ready. Vacation plans are set, and the youngest has decided to do the summer musical theater program. I’m trying to hook up the eldest with some volunteer gigs to get him out of the house so he’s not just playing Xbox or doing homework for his 3 AP classes all summer long. I only have another 35K or so to write on the zero draft of the WIP.
I’m looking forward to a lazier schedule, to getting the kid up at 7:30 instead of 6:30, to having from 9-12 to write everyday (a luxury in contrast to last summer, when I had from 5-7 a.m., if I wanted to write at all). I’m looking forward to stays at the beach and trips to museums, to painting in the garden, to noisy, explosion filled blockbusters, afternoon siestas, pleasure reading and evenings on the patio with a glass of sangria.
And I’m really looking forward to the food. Our farmer’s market opens Memorial Day weekend, and I’ll be there. I can’t wait for easy access to an abundance of amazing local organically grown produce. I love centering our meals around the fruits and veggies, not treating them like side dishes or afterthoughts.
How about you? Getting ready for summertime, when the living is easy? Or are you still submerged in busy, blossoming spring?