The End of Summer

Summer ends officially on a calendar date, but it ends for me on the Saturday I sell my last scones and buy my last bouquet at the Saturday farmers' market. That Saturday was a week ago, and today I had to throw out my wasted blooms. Although I will continue to make scones for friends and students throughout the year, the wonderful Tracy City couple who grow these fabulous blossoms will not bring them to market again until next summer. Even on those Saturdays when I did not buy a bunch, I always enjoyed lingering over the display. Nothing else I know so lightens the market. I shall look forward to seeing them -- flowers and folks -- again next year.