The beauty berries are putting on fruit and I have never seen them so full.
Today was quite the day. Good Lord! Truthfully, it's been quite the past few weeks for me. The trip to North Carolina with the adventures there, the journey there and back, catching up on things here when we returned, family things and putting up food and trying to stay abreast of the garden and all of the normal everyday life. The laundry, the sweeping, the kitchen cleaning, the cooking of meals, and so on and so forth. And then Lon and Lis's visit and my birthday and the return of the Weatherfords and well- it's been a lot for an old lady who can't go forever without some time of very limited sensory input.
Today just about did me in.
We met up with everyone at El Patron. We were a party of fourteen and the conversations were many and varied and some were loud and some were not and the poor server was amazing getting us everything we needed and everything we wanted and the kids were semi-wild and Hank had brought them all little gifties of stickers and erasers and on top of all of that, it may have only been 81 degrees (my weather widget lied) but the humidity was so bad that it might as well have been 181 degrees and we were all coated with a sheen of sweat except, of course, for Lis who does not sweat.
Don't ask me how that happens. Trust me though. I don't think I've ever seen a bead of sweat on that girl even in Cuba where it was hotter than an iron skillet on high heat. I think maybe she just commands herself not to.
Anyway, we had a good time. It took us approximately two hours to gather, arrange ourselves, order, get our food and eat. My nerves were fraying and frying and at the end of it all I heard myself saying, "Okay. I've had enough of THAT!" which shocked me more than anyone who heard me, I'm sure. I mean, I love my family to pieces and it makes my heart so happy to have everyone together and joyful but I can only take so much of it before I have to flee.
Here are some pictures.
Lily and Lauren
Magnolia/Maggie/Magdelina was having a bit of a meltdown and did not want her picture taken. August was eating a huge bite of chicken finger with ketchup. Levon was enjoying his perch on Owen's shoulder which seems to be a thing now.
All of our Southern good-byes with hugs and rehugs and I-Love-You's and See-You-Soon's took us another fifteen minutes, at least, and then Lis and I left and went and did Costco and Publix shopping because it's been a week, y'all.
It has been a week.
I have to say though, that this has all been a beautiful spot of being able to be close in what looks like may be another long stretch of isolation or at least far more cautious gathering. The governor of Florida has decreed that counties cannot make mask mandates even for schools although the hospitals are full, children are being infected, and the danger of the Delta variation appears to be even more serious than the "normal" covid 19.
Anyway, I'm going to go calm myself down by making a lovely salad for our supper. I told Lis today that although I can't believe it, I'll soon be buying tomatoes in the store again and I already bought a cucumber at Publix today.
Tomorrow I absolutely must blanch and freezer-bag field peas. Mr. Moon has been picking and shelling them like crazy and I dare not waste a pea. And the okra is still coming in as are peppers.
Phew! What a summer! And yet, as with the field peas, I do not want to waste a single morsel of a precious moment.