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Perfect Day

It's rare to have a perfect day anymore. Life's frustrations, the ongoing fear-mongering and rampant bigotry in the world are depressing (to me, anyway.) I don't like people much anymore, and I have to struggle a lot with urges to completely withdrawal into myself. Fortunately my guy realizes this, I think, and drags me out of the house to run errands or go for a drive, when he's really just trying to get me away from it all.

This practice is why we enjoyed a perfect day last month by making a trek we do once or twice a year, and stopping for lunch at a roadhouse. The food was pre-pandemic plentiful and absolutely delicious; my haddock sandwich was the best I've ever had.

From there we then went to the Russell Stover outlet to get some sugar-free candy for me. This is always like my personal Christmas.

We were still too full from lunch when we got home to bother with dinner, but we decided to have some watermelon from the garden. This is the smaller of the two we had growing, which we had to harvest due to the stem turning brown. We thought it might not be ripe.

It was crisp and sweet and absolutely delicious. Thanks again for the seeds, Maria. :)

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Maria Zannini said…
There's nothing more satisfying than being able to eat from your garden. I'm glad Edward takes you out (of yourself). It's good for the soul.
re: watermelons
I planted six seeds and I had to give away many of them to friends, or share with the chickens. I didn't expect quite so many melons.
August 24, 2023 at 6:47 PM
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