Fresh fruits of happiness

Nectarines on a pressed glass plate
Acrylic on canvas
8 x 8 inches
Barbara Muir © 2009 

The people who understand the seasons are the farmers. They see the light
starting to go away earlier, and earlier in the evening, and they know what
that means. They understand that the growing season in our northern climate
is coming to an end. But most of the rest of us are shocked.

How can summer really be over? This year I think this shock is worse than
in summers before the pandemic. There’s no question that this summer
has been so different -- no parties, no concerts, no CNE (Canadian National
Exhibition in Toronto, Canada). Unless you are very lucky, and got to visit 
a cottage, or you have a pool, it’s unlikely that you got to have a swim. 

This photo of nectarines came up in my Facebook memories, and I thought
I’d like to show it to you. Why? One of the great pleasures of this summer
for me has been my midnight snack of low-fat Greek yogurt with nectarines.
Yum. 

Thank you to the farmers for providing the fresh fruits, vegetables, and eggs
that have kept us happy, and enjoying the parts of life that continue to be
wonderful. Now it’s time for me to heat up the delicious quiche that I buy
every week, when I’m in town, from the super farmers who were formally
European chefs. What a treat. Thank you.