I’m trying to be more of a “green thumb.” I hope the cantaloupe will make it — wish me luck!
For many, summer spins around a loose center of salivary satisfactions. That’s no less true for me.
Enter the Six-Word Memoirs/SMITH magazine Six Contest #32.This contest seeks your six-word summertime recipes or reminiscences. For those in wintertime, perhaps you can channel favorite warm-weather fare.
Here are some of mine (not submitted for the contest; you do that on SMITH‘s aforementioned Web page), broadly about recipes, food, and summertime rituals:
Dew-drizzled raspberries: all hands grasp.
Homemade cantaloupe freeze pops: Di-vine decoction.
Crushed mint: sweet violence stains fingertips.
Thymus serpyllum — feral herb gentling weeds.
Tender perennial, savagely decapitated: ubiquitous tomato.
Garden sprinkler after a nine-mile run.
Runningwoman, water douses head, H20 halo.
I love that list, but a nine-mile run in summertime (or any time, come to think of it) … are you serious? The longest I ever managed was three miles and it nearly killed me.
You’ve inspired me:
Nachos neat, with a beer back.
This is great! But I gotta ask: “Homemade cantaloupe freeze pops”? Now you’ve got me curious!
Not my recipe; that I borrowed. But even my fruit-and-vegetables picky kid loved cantaloupe pops.
I like all but “Crushed mint: sweet violence stains fingertips.” is an absolute favorite.
How fun! These are great, but I did pause at the nine mile run. Ouch. I don’t think I could do anything except ride in a car for nine miles- summer or not 🙂
Oh- and good luck with your cantaloupe!
Thank you, Janna; I need all the green good-luck wishes I can get. Hope you’re feeling better this week!
your list looks more like fragments of poetry than anything else. it evokes vivid images in my mind.