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Summer memories, unlike the memories of any other season, are foremost in my mind. Maybe it's because my birthday is in the summer, or maybe it's because I love being in water (where else do you spend time in the summer?)
Another summer memory (and overall love of summer) is the abundance of fresh fruits and veggies. Fresh green beans are the inspiration behind this post. I was standing at the counter last night, snapping the ends of off some local wax beans when I had a flash back to doing the same "chore" with my Grandma. The beans would have come from Grandma and Grandpa's garden. I can still hear the sound created when I tossed the beans into the old tin pot.
It's different now: beans tossed into a corning ware casserole dish don't sound the same. But the feeling is the same. And if I was shelling peas, I would be stealing some to eat while doing my "chore".
Snapping beans and shelling peas...my summer memories.
Another summer memory (and overall love of summer) is the abundance of fresh fruits and veggies. Fresh green beans are the inspiration behind this post. I was standing at the counter last night, snapping the ends of off some local wax beans when I had a flash back to doing the same "chore" with my Grandma. The beans would have come from Grandma and Grandpa's garden. I can still hear the sound created when I tossed the beans into the old tin pot.
It's different now: beans tossed into a corning ware casserole dish don't sound the same. But the feeling is the same. And if I was shelling peas, I would be stealing some to eat while doing my "chore".
Snapping beans and shelling peas...my summer memories.
