Heated

[rejectomorph]

Vapors filled the sky in the form of tiny puffs of summer cloud. The sultry, muggy air matched the sky. It was oddly tropical. I had the sudden desire to see papaya, banana, mango and macadamia trees growing in the yard. Maybe a few coconut palms. The pines and oaks failed to transform themselves, though, and the blue jays remained blue jays instead of becoming brightly colored parrots. I contented myself with eating a slice of casaba and listening to mambo. Not the same.

Three of the four bushes in the front yard have nesting pairs of blue jays in them. Either the cat is going to feast this year, or it's going to get very noisy here in a few weeks. Baby blue jays are surprisingly loud, and their cries incessant from morning to night. I'm pretty sure I'm being set up to be punished for something, but I don't know what.

Also, I've got the feeling it won't be cooling down much tonight. It could be a tough summer ahead.

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[saltdawg.livejournal.com]

I miss the dominican republic. Where you can stuff your pockets with lime and mango and "chinola" to your heart's content. I miss, even more the czechoslovakian way that we all used to eat apriciots off the trees.

The day Tanja taught me how to crack the apricot pit for an 'almond', they had to stop me because of the cyanide involved. Oh, how I long for those days...

(and honduran papaya is damn tempting, in my memory, in it's watermelon-like proportions...)

[rejectomorph]

You're not supposed to eat raw apple seeds either, but I do it now and then. They're just too tasty to leave alone. I only sampled apricot seed once, and survived. All the seeds of plants from the rose family contain cyanide, including almonds, but roasting them renders them harmless.


I miss Velarde's fruit stand at the old Plaza in Los Angeles. For a couple of bucks you could get a container heaped with big chunks of various fruits and melons, always with a couple of tropical varieties included. Some days when I went there, there'd be mariachis or a salsa band playing in the bandstand, too. Given the right weather, it was very easy to imagine being in some Mexican town.