Nothing says late summer in the mountains of NC like baskets of peaches, watermelon, the first apples, and goldenrod.
I have canned some peaches, and will likely can one more batch. Then, I’ll freeze the rest, peeled and sliced, for smoothies all winter.
The watermelon came from our garden. The first watermelons I’ve ever grown – and they were delicious! I think I liked them the best though. The children are used to seedless watermelons and William says he is not a big fan of watermelon, but I enjoyed them. I cooked mullet one night, rubbed in salt and rinsed. Coastal NC tradition says to eat fresh salted mullet with watermelon. It really was a good combination. I like the flavor of mullet, but . . . my, they are bony.
The meadow is full of goldenrod, cardinal flower, ironweed, and Joe Pye Weed. It is beautiful, and so iconic of fall here.
The first apples are ready and I have a bushel sitting in my kitchen. I really do need to make sauce because the apples have a lot of bitter rot and won’t last long.
Nights have been cooler recently and it is less humid than normal Augusts. One thing I notice about nights in August, though, is that they are loud. Cicadas, katydids, crickets are all making the most of the last warm-ish nights and sing all night long. It is a chorus, or a racket – depending on your opinion – but I am always surprised at the noise level in the middle of the night from outside.