Summer is fleeting around these parts, and although we try to wring every moment of love out of every moment of time, it still screams by in a flash.
When I was a kid I said to my Dad, "This summer went by so fast!" He said to me, "Wait 'til you turn 40 . . . "
I think that doubles after you turn 50, Dad . . .
Anyway. It's good. It's great. It's awesome. It's summer. It's still early. And it's still not nearly warm enough, and it's all still to come, but here's what we've got, so far........
Because even though we're still waiting for steamy weather, it's Summer.
And our garden!
(*Totally should be a word. )
And perhaps most importantly of all?