catalogs have been filling up the mailbox. catalogs full of pumpkin decorations and blankets and fall fashions that make me break into a sweat just looking at them. the idea of a scarf around my neck right now makes me want to faint.
so to keep the bitterness at bay i toss the catalogs into the trash and embrace the fact that while south florida has no fall, we do have our growing season. in a couple of weeks we pick up our first csa box of veggies. i still sing the praises of our csa in miami but they don’t deliver this far north, and while i have a few reservations about the one we joined, we’re giving it a go. we’re also going to give our veggie pots another go. herbs and peppers have been no problem for us. tomatoes and carrots we’re a different story.
my bitterness would be even less of an issue if we had our own fruit trees but that just isn’t going to happen right now – a pool and a concrete deck make up our “yard.” my parents recently moved down to florida (a mere 1.5 miles from our house!) and while their desire was for a house with responsible things like garages and storage space, my desire was for them to have fruit. everyone is happy. they have their garage, i now have pineapples and tangelos. i’d be lying if i said i wasn’t just a tad disappointed they didn’t have mangoes and lychees, but it could have been worse. they could have had papayas (gag).