Most of you will be glad to learn that I have not, technically or literally, been hit by a truck. No, I was hit by the 4th of July.
The recovery period might be the same.
I'm not a big holiday person. I don't like having a day where everything is scheduled and I have to be somewhere at some time and people have expectations and they sometimes are disappointed. I don't like those days.
To me the best days are usually surprises. Something happens that you didn't expect and you remember it forever.
I love surprises. But not surprise parties.
Remember that, now.
So the picture above is not of the 4th of July because the only picture I have of that day is this:
Can't you just feel the excitement?
The picture that's at the top of this post represents a good day. We were at our local farm market, a place that usually is the antithesis of 4th of July in downtown Harbor Springs. In addition to the little garden we've planted, Pond Hill also has a trout pond, and for 25 cents one can buy little nuggets of fish food:
to throw to the fish:
Which, in their teeming masses, kind of do represent Harbor Springs on the 4th of July:
It's still rather calming:
Even though I know that some kind of vicious circle-of-life thing is going on underneath it all, it's always thrilling to track down what you think is a gaggle of geese and find this, instead, making all the racket:
He has a way with the ladies. And I prefer him to firecrackers at 1 in the morning.
Yesterday, as we passed the farm, which we inevitably do twelve times a day on the way back from school/barn/town/doctor/coffee, we pulled in to actually find a mass of humanity parked all the way down to the road. Apparently 15 baby pigs (okay, piglets) had been born.
We never saw them. Remember my aversion to crowds. Plus, how much larger can they get in a few days?
Instead, we checked our garden plot and came away with these:
Amazing, little dollops of red radishes that Anna grew from seed. SEED, I tell you! Okay, we all know that's how it works, but really, to plant a seed in the ground and see it turn into something you can eat, it's pretty miraculous. And I don't really even like radishes that much.
So far it's all we've harvested from our $50 garden plot. Therefore, 5 radishes at $50 = $10 a radish.
They were delicious.
...alison...
