Beating The Heat

Dear Readers, It's another scorcher today in Shady Pines Story Town. The local weather announcers says it's going to feel like it's over a hundred degrees outside! Normally, Edna's kitchen is the place to find some fresh-baked, tasty treats. But on a day like this, she turns into the go-to person who knows how to keep it cool.

The afternoon sun hangs low and heavy turning the air into a thick, golden blanket. But inside the two story home on Dogwood Drive, the kitchen is blissfully quiet. Edna Sanders stands at the counter, making sure the stove says cold.

"Heaven's to Betsy," she says to herself, "this is what my momma would call a "No Stove kind of Summer Day."

Translation: That means you pull together a meal that relies on the refrigerator’s crisp embrace rather than the oven’s heat.

"What time is it anyway?" says Edna glancing at the clock on the wall. "It won't be long before Harold is home. I say let's get cookin.'"

Edna no more than opens the refrigerator door to start pulling out ingredients when she feels a wet nose pushing against her hand.

"Well hello Boomerang," she says as she pets the head of the handsome Australian Shepherd. "You do seem to know where the coldest air is in the house, don't you?"

That reminds her. Edna fills up Boomer's water bowl with fresh, cold water which he immediately laps up. "Ah-ha," says Edna. "I'd better do the same for your sister's bowl. Where is Halley anyway?"

Edna hears the dink-dink-dink sound of a little bell as Halley's collar announces that the silver streak of a cat is now ready to be picked up and petted.

"There you go Halley. All right you two, now that everyone is here and accounted for let's start gettin' this meal together."

Edna slices up cool, garden-fresh cucumbers into a bowl of cider vinegar. She adds in a little mayo, Dijon mustard and basil, letting the scent of summer fill the room. She has some slices of avocado on a small plate in case she wants to add those later.

"That looks about right," says Edna as she checks out her handiwork. "I still have some crustless tea sandwiches and a mountain of chilled, cubed watermelon waiting in the fridge, too."

For Edna, this isn't just about avoiding a hot kitchen. It's really about the art of the gentle meal—simple, refreshing, and meant to be shared.

When the back door to the kitchen creaks open, Harold steps in, wiping his brow with a handkerchief. "Whew it's hot," he says. He’s spent the day at the Nuts & Bolts hardware store he owns downtown, but now he's got another project.

Edna crosses the room to give him a kiss. Boomer trots over to him and Halley yawns and stretches on her window seat.

"Hi, honey," says Edna as she hugs her husband hello, "What have you got there?"

"A couple of things I think our feathered friends can use." Harold shows Edna the decorative bird bath first.

Edna approves. "And this is a shaded bird feeder?"

"It’s scorching out there, Edna," Harold said, his voice weary but kind. "I saw the birds struggling in the heat near the store, and I knew we had to do something for the ones in our yard."

Edna smiles, handing him a tall glass of iced tea with a sprig of mint. "Great minds, Harold."

Together, Edna and Harold clean the table on the back porch where the overhang of the roof blocks the sun. Before they sit down, they work as a team to place the new birdbath in the deepest shade they can find. Next, Harold uses the hose to fill it with water.

Almost immediately, two Cardinals flutter down and start splashing away, grateful for the bath. Boomer, meanwhile, dogs Harold's heels as his way of supervising while Halley crouches nearby hoping to have a chance to chase at least one of those fluttering critters.

Now Harold looks for another tree to hang the birdfeeder. He fills the container with seeds.

Within minutes, the swinging delivery system has customers.

Harold admire his handiwork. "Well, I guess that was the right thing to do. Look at them go!"

Now that the birds are happy and Boomer and Halley have been fed, time to set the table and bring out the fixins'.

As Edna and Harold sit down to their meal of cool cucumber salad, sandwiches and watermelon, Edna has an idea.

"Harold why don't I make up a plate for Della Mae down the street? She hasn't been feeling too well and I bet this heat is not helping a bit."

Harold agrees. "I'll go with you. Times have been tough for her husband, too. I've been so busy lately I haven't checked on Bret for awhile. I'll make a plate for him. I know his leg has been bothering him. Wanna make sure he's doing okay."

As they eat, their conversation and gaze drift to the local wildlife and the pets napping nearby.

"You know when we slow down, share what we have, and look out for our neighbors—especially the little creatures who can’t ask for help—it makes the summer feel like a gift," says Edna.

"That's for sure," says Harold as he watches Boomer and Halley snoozing together under that big 'ole shade tree nearby, "it’s easy to get frustrated when the days get this hot."

And there you have it, Dear Readers. In the fading light on a summer evening, with the birds splashing nearby and the cool, fresh food shared between them, the Sanders are content.

The heat of the day is replaced by the warmth of family and the connection to neighbors and community.

This wasn't just a supper enjoyed in the fading light of evening. It was another example of Harold and Edna tending to one another and those that they love. And sometimes the most refreshing thing you can offer in the middle of a Southern summer is just showing that you care.

After all, Kindness and Caring are what we're all about here in the small Southern town of Shady Pines!