Flipflops and Fresh Fruit
by Annette McCleave on August 18th, 2009

I can’t believe summer is almost over. I swear I blinked and missed most of it. It rained a large portion of July here—our wettest on record. The mosquitoes are big enough to compete for nesting spots in the trees, and the humidity is killing every attempt I make to curl my ultra-straight hair.

Despite the uncooperative weather, I did manage to sneak in a few of my favorite rituals of summer, though. Namely, the wearing of flipflops and the eating of fresh fruit.

Maybe it’s because I live in a climate that requires mukluks that can withstand minus 40 degree weather, but I sooo look forward to the day I get to forgo the socks and simply slip my feet into shapeless, barely definable-as-shoes flipflops.


Me, the gal who bitterly resents having to shave her legs in the winter, giddily applies polish to the toenails and steps out into the bright sunny world. Wiggling my toes. Heaven. I live in the city where grass is at a premium, or I’d probably go barefoot like Jessa does.

In the park near my house (no grass, but lots of trees and bushes and a big pond), raspberry bushes line the pathway in huge arching swathes, and for the past month or so, I’ve been able to pluck dozens of fat, red berries from between the thorns. Yes, I forage. Picking the ones near the path is dangerous because the park is a popular place to walk dogs…if you catch my meaning.

At the grocery store, I’ve recently filled my cart up with ripe yellow plums, cherries, cantaloupe, and strawberries. The local blueberries are just starting to show up now. Pour a little cream over them and … sigh. Summer.


What about you? When summer gives its last gasp and passes the torch to fall, what will you miss the most? The weather? Time off work? A favorite pastime?

4 comments to “Flipflops and Fresh Fruit”

  1. 1

    What I miss most from summer are the flowers! The stark white of winter numbs my mind sometimes, so I go online and look at all my pictures from the year before!


  2. 2

    Sunlight. My natural color is fishbelly white, but I do love sunlight. I can’t wake up in the dark. Yesterday morning, I was having breakfast on the back porch and the sun had dropped below the level of the over hang. It’s lower in the sky every morning :sad:

  3. 3

    Living in the land of eternal summer where tank tops and flip flops are a year-round fashion statement, I look forward to zipping up the occasional sweater or snuggling my feet into closed-toe shoes. Summer won’t be over until November, when we breathe a sigh of relief that hurricane season has passed! Wish I had your hair woes, though. Humidity frizzes mine and makes me look like a dandelion puff!

  4. 4

    Hmm, I think somehow Victoria’s summer weather got shipped to Ontario by mistake! Not that I’m complaining – it’s nice to be warm for a change!

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