A sure sign that summer is in full swing, the blueberries have begun to ripen. Going around the yard and picking the newly matured berries is an annual part of my morning routine. The rocky terrain of Diamond Point, NY is perfect for these bountiful bushes. A win-win for the gardener, considering the pleasure of the peaceful seek-and-find process and that smug feeling of pride that arises from your triumph over the bluejay’s quest for the fruit of its same hue.
“While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
‘Tis some visiter,’ I muttered, ‘tapping at my chamber door–
Only this and nothing more.'” -Poe
This fellow was tapping and rapping at the gas tank, then his reflection in our truck window this morning. Stunning.
Today is a perfect day for some gardening. I have rounded up an abundance of clippings for teas this morning that need to be cleaned and dried in the sun: chrysanthemums, mullein and mint. These beautiful chrysanthemums are invaluable to any tea stash. I put one in each cup of tea I drink in the winter to stave off a sore throat, ease flu symptoms, and to give me an all-around boost. The bonus is that they are quite appealing to behold and harvesting them each morning is a joy for any gardener.
It has truly been a long winter for everyone. Nothing like summer to lift the spirit.