So, today is National Watermelon Day. No doubt if that took off here in the UK, said costs would triple for the duration/preparation with faces and masks being hollowed out of the fruit like an August Halloween.
I’m not a fan of watermelon because I find it, well, too watery and pippy, but I do like melon as a rule.
Melons also remind me of my Dad.
He had a go at growing them, and I remember him with his tickling stick (aka feather) in his garden. He spoke to his plants too, cucumbers, peaches and the like as he tended them encouraging them to bear the largest fruit for his wine.
Mum said sometimes he thought more of them than her, but I know that’s not true. He thought the world of her.
We’ve already got a Father’s Day and Mother’s Day. So if I had to nominate today as a special holiday, I’d go with Plant Tickling Day.
I miss you Dad, every day.