One of the scents that define summer for me is that of fresh basil. I don’t keep basil plants over the winter – they don’t do well on our kitchen bench during cold nights, and I cook based on seasonal availability of produce, and basil doesn’t really lend itself to that. But it was time – tomatoes are coming down in price, eggplants and zucchini are starting to appear in the supermarkets again (again at a reasonable and not imported price), and it just feels more summery. So I bought a basil plant at the supermarket today. It looks happy on my bench, in the pot given to me by a friend some years ago. And I can’t resist sticking my nose into the leaves, inhaling the scent of summer.

Ahh. Basil! I brought in the last of the basil before the hard freeze the other night. It’s in a drinking glass of water. I need to use it soon.
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