This was the quick wrist of early summer, when everything was alive.

This is the time between the last frost and the first sunburn, when all is planting and waiting. The skies are colored like a Sirk film. Bindweed and mosquitoes have yet to appear, and the branchtips of fruit trees sway with promise in the light breeze.

Our seedlings of kale and broccoli are still settling in, and many of our young peppers and tomatoes are still being coddled on the West side. We are still delivering mainly herbs and radishes at this point. We even had time to put together a couple of wildflower bunches, which I forgot to deliver to the pantry. Late in the workday, we were visited by a couple that was soon to marry, so we still managed to give away our bouquets.