Ah, late summer. Forgive my rambling now, but isn’t it a beautiful time of the year? Spring bursts with new life and new beginnings, and bright June and July are times for celebration, but August—August is the start of the harvest season. Andrew Marvell, the British poet wrote about this time of year:
“What wondrous life is this I lead!
Ripe apples drop about my head;
The luscious clusters of the vine
Upon my mouth do crush their wine;
The nectarine and curious peach
Into my hands themselves do reach;
Stumbling on melons, as I pass,
Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.”
Nowadays, we don’t often have the chance to walk among gardens such as he describes, but I think the sentiment is still a familiar one. Peaches, plums, and berries of all sorts are ripening, and even the apples on my apple tree are starting, just starting to change color.
If nothing else, this is the season for pick-your-own farms in the countryside and booming farmers markets in the cities. And the best part is, for those of us in the Greater New Haven Area, both are within reach.
So take your kids berry-picking while school is still out, or catch a Metro Taxi to one of the areas many farmer’s markets and have your fill of summer before it fades away.