mint

Sunny. Salt stuck in the salt shaker, my favorite sign of summer. Strawberries are gone, but sign for sweet corn appears at Wood's Market. I was cutting brush in a field, and walked through a wet area. I smelled the sweet, pungent odor of mint. I was immediately taken back to the time many years ago when we had a goat that we employed to keep the grass down around our house. The goat loved mint, and it was the height of incongruity to see this wild eyed animal with the sweetest smelling breath I ever encountered.