Every year I think I know what’s coming, and every year it takes me by surprise. Yes, I remember that the berries in the garden will come one on the heels of the next, with cherries and currants overlapping the end of the strawberries and the beginning of the summer raspberries. About that time, the blueberries start to gradually turn from green to deep blue. Although summer break means some school-age helpers available to help pick, those big kids come to summer with their own plans. Frequently those plans require a chauffeur.
I feel so clever remembering to have extra sugar on hand to make jam, but then I find I am out of pectin. And…so are all the stores in my area, and for a few days, I look forlornly at the prepared fruit in the refrigerator and even more forlornly at the weeds. Every year they get ahead of me for some reason or another, and I wonder if I’m still doing too much. I was sure I would not have time to pick the white currants (a bush that appeared in my front flower bed a few years back as a volunteer) as well as the red. An unexpected free evening and a lingonberry rake (a.k.a. Swedish berry rake) made it quick work to do both bushes. The currants went into the freezer to be made later into some sort of sauce or chutney. The small cherry harvest made three delicious mini-pies. The strawberries from the market went into freezer jam! The ones from our patch got eaten fresh. The best ways I’ve found to cut down on weeding are mulching and gardening in raised beds and containers. I was relieved to find that the weeding went much faster than usual. It’s not realistic to think there will ever be a moment without them somewhere, so I “power weed” by taking the biggest out and working toward the smaller ones as time allows. This is surprisingly effective at clearing out and improving the look of the garden, helping the plants I intend to grow, and boosting the mood of the gardener. Once the first burst of growth is past, there is usually time for weeding to become more zen. A few moments here and there stolen during mornings and evenings means the weeds and I start to balance each other’s efforts.
In the fiber world, this is also the time for the much-anticipated Tour de Fleece. It’s a handspinning event that is organized on Ravelry and follows the schedule of the Tour de France. I’ve only done it three times but am always envious of the amazing yarn created in the years I haven’t participated. It’s the perfect social media event, with loads of eye candy on Ravelry and Instagram and online teams for support and trouble-shooting.
The Tour, like the berries and the weeds, arrives at the speed of summer. The creative life so often offers lessons on letting go, being patient, sticking with things, but apparently the lesson summer has for me is all about being in the moment before it rushes on.