With windows wide open and summer skin rests,
Fall pulls back his bow and aims at the crest.
Its cool thin arrow cuts through thick air,
It glimmers like silver and tickles the pear.
Slicing through wheat and brushing the sparrow,
It stirs up the hay that lay in your barrow.
Into the window and onto your breast,
Through thinly spun linen it kisses your chest.
Despite the dream and amongst it all,
You know you’ve been kissed by the coming of Fall.
–Randy Holden, “A Poem: When Summer Meets Fall” in Chronogram Magazine
Late last month, my husband remarked that it feels more like fall than summer where we live (SD). I like the weeks in August (and in other months) that is sort-of in-between seasons. But I do have to say that fall is my favorite season. Since getting married in the fall almost two years ago, I like it even better. Now that I think about it, it’s interesting how the seasons and the weather plays such important parts in our lives. In the food world, it is definitely a tremendous influence.
But I’m still enjoying summer and still enjoying the summer bounty of vegetables and other seasonal fare. Many home gardeners like my dad are having to find ways to use up certain fruits or vegetables that grow like weeds. Zucchinis are notorious for that. I think my mom makes 20-30 loaves of zucchini bread every summer. I visit my parents often and was thinking of ways to use up them up and one way is to make… Continue reading