There's something about summertime that just makes your heart burst with satisfaction.
Maybe it's seeing everyone outside in shorts and tank tops.
Maybe it's all the beer and ice cream vendors in the city parks.
Maybe it's the storm clouds that pile up in the afternoon or the carpets of flowers that were planted in May.
Now we've moved into midsummer and gleaming ears of corn are piled high at the supermarkets. Green beans have reappeared, crisp enough to snap into two delicious pieces. The confusion between green beans and asparagus continues as well... while grocery shopping yesterday, I overheard this conversation:
Shopper: Excuse me, where's the asparagus?
Produce Clerk: [points at the green beans] Here it is.
Shopper: That's not asparagus.
Produce Clerk: Oh, huh, that's what is written here on the label.
Shopper: Well, they write lots of things on the labels and it doesn't mean that it's all true. [leaves]
I've had the same thing happen a couple of times at restaurants- ordering спаржа and getting green beans. Eh, close enough, I guess!
|Lopan river in May|
|mirror stream fountain, Sumskaya street|
Here's to a very happy summer for all of us! : )