Of peaches and tomatoes

We are on the very edge of Summer and it already feels hot and humid like the season is already here. We seem to get rain showers regularly through the evening hours, which keeps our patio covered with green water and a thin layer of scum. All the trees are full-blown with leaves and as long as we keep the pots watered, the leaves and blossoms of late May seem to cover the plants on the patio.

I am watching our tomato plants for blossoms. We have already had two tomato fruit on the cherry tomato plant. There are already green fruit on that particular plant. I can't wait for the three plants in the trick planter to come to fruition. I hope we get ripe fruit all Summer.

I could use a cold drink. I just had a thought of driving down to Musella in the bright sunshine of July, to buy peaches and fresh peach ice cream and sit under the overhanging roofing at Dickey's Peach Orchard. The ceiling fans blowing the breeze from the orchards. Watching people linger out in front of the general store across the street. Delightful.

Who says the old South is dead? I might take off early one afternoon, drive down to Musella, sit under the overhang and eat peach ice cream, then drive over to Lake Tobesofkee and eat boiled peanuts and fried shrimp for supper. All washed down with sweat tea. Wow.