The first round of green beans were ready to be picked this weekend. They are one of my favorites. 
The spaghetti squash are a little out of hand:
Love bugs:
A quick homemade salsa made with everything I already had:
A morning walk included a vineyard loaded with purple grapes. Harvest season is among us.
My favorite time of day. One of them.
I found her sitting on the bed looking out the window.
The cucumbers are taking over my life, so I made Hillbilly Cucumber Salad. Thanks, Julie.
Another morning.
Cindy visited me this weekend, and snapped this great shot of Zamora. A huge smile and tomato juice lipstick.
We had a hodge podge garden feast with garlic green beans, cucumber salad, caprese salad, spaghetti squash with pesto I made the day before, and watermelon. 
A relaxing weekend, for sure.
And now, it’s time for Five Senses Monday, where I reflect on the last few days through the senses. Play along, friends. Tell me your senses!
Tasting:
Those oh-so-wonderful flavors of the garden. It’s so rewarding to know that it all came from a plot of land that was just dirt a few months ago. Cucumber-lemon water; I’m obsessed with putting cucumbers and lemon slices in a pitcher in the fridge … I can’t stop drinking my water (I never, ever say that). Yummy homemade carrot cupcakes Cindy baked for dessert.
Feeling:
Like hay gives me mad allergies (or is this the onset of a summer cold? … no!). Frustrated I don’t have answers for my closest friends in transition. A giant craving to see the sea.
Hearing:
Those funny donkeys chomping tomatoes and slurping their way to finished. Chickens’ peaceful murmers in the field. Words from the vet: “It’s just a scratch” (that didn’t keep her from charging me).
Seeing:
“Girls,” season 2. I don’t have HBO anymore, so I was super excited to find it on sale at Target last week. Maggie and I made it a whole event. My dear friend, Cindy. Lately we’ve only seen each other during lunch hours, so it was nice to slow down and linger over the stories and catch-up.
Smelling:
The vinegar, so strong, yet tasty, with the cucumbers. That distinct smell of country in the morning: wet dirt, freshness, the fabric softener in the sweater I pull over my head.
Hi. I’ve been reading for a while but just haven’t commented until now. I love your description of things…especially the vinegar/cucumbers. You rock. Just sayin’.