A Bright Spot in a Dark Week

My marigolds glow in the setting sun earlier this week.
My marigolds glow in the setting sun earlier this week.

I was walking the Irish Wolfhound tonight with a thousand dark thoughts between my ears. In addition to my dire concerns about my newspaper and its uncertain future (link), I was thinking about a friend and community member who took his own life over the weekend. We weren’t buddies, but we always talked when we ran into each other, and I am friends with several of his family members. I don’t want to say who it is, but those in our town know.

He was my age, 55. He seemed like a regular guy. He seemed fine.

All this was buzzing around in my head as the Wolfhound dragged me around the patch, past each tree he wanted to mark, taking a break in the shade of the old walnut, around the pond, up toward the garden, when… something beautiful

My first cantaloupe of the season was delicious.
My first cantaloupe of the season was delicious.

My first ripe cantaloupe of the season fell from the vine; real garden cantaloupes pick themselves by falling off when they are ready. I felt so happy that all the nurture I put in my vines all spring and into summer were producing. Vine-ripened cantaloupes might be the most nutritious food I grow in the garden. In the past, the vines didn’t thrive well, and I only got a few fruit, but presently I have quite a few little ones on the vine. It was the last item to ripen in the garden.

It wasn’t a big fruit, so I ate the whole thing, and it was everything I wanted.

Grape tomatoes cling to their vines in my garden. They are easy to grow, and fun to eat while I pick them.
Grape tomatoes cling to their vines in my garden. They are easy to grow, and fun to eat while I pick them.
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