summer begins

Sure, the calendar gives us a few more weeks until summer solstice. But in these parts, Memorial Day ushers in the season and Labor Day closes. Now you have to have beach tags to go to the shore or plan ahead for camping in the Poconos. It's the summer season.

We celebrated Memorial Day yesterday in Lancaster with my family. As we were driving along I thought of the many men and women who have served our country in the military. And then I wondered why we don't memorialize the many laborers that have served our country on Labor Day. Especially those who work in horrible conditions, like in the meat industry, while we blithely chow down on burgers. Remind me to revisit this in September.

My mom and Marlowe and I jaunted around a little. She showed me their garden lot in the community garden they are a part of. We went to an Amish farm, said "hi" to cows, and I got a gallon of raw milk for $3. We went to the store to get ice cream for the freshly picked and irresistably sweet strawberries. We said hello to some of their friends with a free potential piano for me. (stay tuned! *haha*--still haven't decided)

Then we went to my sister's way out in the country, splashed in their pool, watched storms in the distance pass us by, ate yummy food and teased each other. A good day.