This year, salt lake has been very strict, not letting us have any truly hot days until it was officially summer. Never before have I longed for heat as I did this year. But finally, finally the hot days are upon us, the rhubarb and strawberries are here, the beans and tomatoes and blue Hubbard squash, the carrots and chard and Brussels and broccoli, it's all growing like wildfire-despite the crickets and slugs best efforts to eat everything up.
And now, finally, we've been having summer food: raspberry rhubarb crisp, homemade mint ice cream, cold asparagus soup, suntea.
And the parents are here! We've picnic-ed by rivers and lakes, stuck feet in icy waterfalls, thrown snowballs, driven through the greenest rolling hills covered in purple and yellow wildflowers, walked through snow in sandals, viewed lakes still covered in ice...