Feather down of a sea gull in early evening light.
I get razzed a lot for being a detail-oriented person, always by friends; and often enough, amusingly enough, by the friends who hire me to be detail-oriented (editing, prop design, you get the picture). I can’t help myself; it’s just that there’s so much to experience in the tiny, unobtrusive stuff.
Good example: I love the seasons, all of them, because each offers both big and infinitesimally small imprints, changes, shifts, gifts, little breaths of the universe that say I was here. It’s all fascinating to me. I want to see it, get into the same space with it. That’s me in the corner, that’s me kneeling in the dirt with my nose up against an inchworm on a strawberry saying coooool.
So.
This is a semi-comprehensive chronicle of my favorite details, late spring into summer. There’s a lot of food, but you expected that.
What’s on your warm-weather list?
Peanut Butter Moose Tracks cone, Days, Ocean Grove, NJ.
Sycamore leaf, early evening.
Fresh Bing cherries in heavy cream.
Quail eggshell.
Surfer’s wet and supremely happy mongrel.
Fresh peach custard pie made with local peaches.
Bread-and-butter pickles made from a 100+ year-old recipe from a farm wife.
Turkey burger with homemade hot green-chili harissa.
Little two-year-old feet in Jellies.
Bocce ball in intense early evening light.
A Shirley Temple after a hot day.
Empty beer mug, lonely and forlorn.
Fuzzy apricots in more early-evening light. I have a thing with this light, obviously.
Signs I’m home 🙂 This is what’s on local shelves.
Fans. Lemonade. Frozen juice bars. Iced coffee. Fresh tomatoes from the vine.
Trina–You hit the nail on the head 🙂 Thanks for the smile!
As a principal “razzer”, and beneficiary of your anal retentive largesse on multiple occasions, let me say that I LOVE your oftimes myopic view, as it invariably leads to a worlds of undiscovered delight. You would never step on a Lilliputian when the rest of us stomp. In theatre, where the audience experience is a mosaic made of hundred of shards of detail glued together with common intent, your singular focus is invaluable. And, though I will tease you about waxing rhapsodic about a salad made of groundcover and neighbor pilfered weeds, I would eat whatever, wherever you pointed. . .such is my trust in your discernment.
As to your question. . .Beet and onion salad, Jersey tomato (eaten like an apple with just salt and pepper), Boardwalk French Fries, the first gulp of an ice cold, frosted mug beer on a 100 degree day, soft shell crabs and the scent of BBQ in the air.
T–You, sir, a principal razzer? Perish the thought! 🙂 We’re a good team. And Anal Retentive Largesse would be the good name for a music group.
LOVE the summer vignettes you offer. See you soon 🙂
Hey Maris!
I love to look at your pictures… The little details are awesome… But the soothing appeal they have is my favorite part!!
They are like a brain massage! I take a deep breath … Relax… And reflect on life’s simple pleasures… You reminding me that those kinds of pleasures are the best!
Hi Johnnie–I’m so happy to hear it. Relax and enjoy!