We spent a wonderful day with Becca and Luke out at an apple farm yesterday. It was hot hot hot. 92 degrees. We ate a slew of apples - socha, Molly delicious (mealy) - from trees that 5 year olds could have reached. It was so hot in the shade that I think I paid for water with a ten dollar bill... and somehow got $14 back, with farmer and me both thinking I'd underpaid. Hot to make you addle-brained!
It's not often that the heat around here makes me long for a bit of fog or air conditioning. We stopped at a place on the way back that had the best and most beautiful seeds - the Petaluma Seed Bank. Heirloom seeds abound in this beautiful old bank right in downtown Petaluma. And whether from actual AC or the cool dustings of previous cold hard cash, it was lovely and mild inside. Favorite varieties included the "Love-Live-Bleeding Green" Amaranth, and some cucumbers the size of quarters.
To top off the southern-feeling day, we stopped for barbeque on the way back and they had actual pulled pork. Top that off with blackberries from the side of the dusty road, and you have a day to be reckoned with.
