First produce of the summer

These gorgeous radishes are the first fruits of my father's garden this year:

I don't actually eat radishes....  but they're still awfully lovely.

Morning at The Lake

We had to do a vehicle shuffle this morning, so BRIGHT! and EARLY! I drove The Husband up to The Lake.  Eh - it's a beautiful morning, so I relished the chance to spend some time outdoors.  (And by 'some' I mean about 20 minutes.) 

This is the sight that greeted me:

Ahhh....  Good Morning!

Here's my artsy-fartsy color-adjusted photo:

Baby M and the dog

Here's the sight that makes me weep with happiness and impatience:

I love that rock.

 And here's an illustration of why we moved back to the North Country:

"'Morning, Grandpa!  I want to go boat a-lake."

Taking bets...

.... on how long these flowers last before G and I inadvertently kill them. 

Gardening

... Not my own, of course. 

This is the state of my father's garden yesterday (6/13/10), for comparison's sake later in the summer:

A note about Heather Cream

Sage wonders what Heather Cream is - and you know I love to share from my deep well of knowledge.  Besides being the one alcoholic beverage that both my mother and mother-in-law cannot resist ("Well, maybe just a bit of Heather Cream"), it's become hard to come by lately.  The beverage maker's official website proclaims:

Heather Cream was first produced in 1980 which makes it Scotland's Original Cream Liqueur. It is created from the marriage of two of Scotland's finest natural products, fresh double cream and single malt Scotch whisky.

I found a few articles online that mention a re-branding and launch of the revamped packaging look of Heather Cream in 2006, which might account for why didn't see it in the stores for a while.  It doesn't necessarily explain why it's not available around here now, but it's a hardship I guess we'll just have to live with. 

[*deep sarcasm*]

It's super-yummy as an after-dinner dessert drink, and superficially resembles Bailey's Irish Cream.   "I highly recommend picking one up, if you have the means.  So choice."  (Name that 80s movie quote.)

Thus endeth the lesson.  Amen.

What it's like in my world

Memorial Day picnic at my folks' house, with my in-laws too.  Would you believe me if I said there's no conflict, no sub-text of disharmony, just genuine friendship amongst the parents and support and encouragement of the kids and grandkids?  Could this be familial Utopia? 

No, I'm sorry to report that all is not perfect in Anne-World.  My father ran out of Heather Cream right after pouring a dram each for my mother and MIL.  None for Anne. 

Life is tough.