Hot July Night

A long day. I guess there comes a time when you just wish the summer garden was done. We had the market tent up all day, and had good business...in-between Will fixing the mower and me ducking in and out of the house. It is July, so the afternoons are thick and sluggish. But we've had these strange cold fronts crashing through..they aren't supposed to make it this far south this time of year. Usually we're just dealing with moisture from the Gulf and afternoon storms and still, wet, hot air. But not this year. A cold front in July in the South means wild shifting of air. How odd, a little cool north breeze in the evening. Cool is a relative term, after all. We're talking 79 degrees rather than 92. But, all things being equal, it feels cool.
We have many regular customers this year. That's been a pleasant thing, all in all. It's nice to see the same couple you saw last week, coming to see what you have in the way of 'groceries' this Saturday. And someone who always comes for flowers for her house. And all kinds of people who have moved in nearby (many from New Orleans). And one lady who, responding to the watermelon she bought a few days ago, called to say "Oh. My. God." We've sold the first flush of melons, and all of the corn. There will be more watermelons to sell, but it can wait till next weekend I think. The animals are hot and tired, too. They do perk up in the night time when it cools off a bit. The cats, curious things that they are, must investigate any change in the vicinity, including the driveway signs, pulled in for the night, standing in the truck. No selling tomorrow. It's a family day...aunts, kids, Bloody Marys.