This is the season for my favorite dessert.


No, it is not tacos, or cheese enchiladas. I can eat them all year.


You would find this item in the produce department, where you have permission to thump it. This fruit should sound hollow when you thump. If it is ripe, it should also have somewhat of a yellow spot on its underbelly.

This is the season for my favorite dessert.

No, it is not tacos, or cheese enchiladas. I can eat them all year.

You would find this item in the produce department, where you have permission to thump it. This fruit should sound hollow when you thump. If it is ripe, it should also have somewhat of a yellow spot on its underbelly.

You guessed it. My favorite dessert is watermelon.
In fact, I wouldn’t say dessert, I’d say meal. I can make a meal out of watermelon.

Watermelon reminds me of my grandpa’s farm. My mom and dad would take us to our grandpa’s farm at least twice a week.

When it was a special occasion, grandpa would step outside the back door and lift the cement cover to a spring well. We knew what was coming when he’d draw up the rope.

Attached to the end of the rope was a watermelon wrapped in a burlap bag. It was cold and what a treat!

It was then and it still is now.

I hear that watermelon is 92 percent water.

According to watermelon.org, watermelon can lower your blood pressure. Watermelon also has more lycopene than any other fresh fruit or vegetable. In addition, just one cup of watermelon has 20 percent of your daily requirement for vitamin C, 18 percent of vitamin A, 2 percent iron, 1 percent calcium, potassium, thiamin, niacin, vitamin B6, and folate.
Even if it wasn’t nutritious, I’d eat it, anyway. Watermelon is delicious.

When I was young, many summers were spent at family get-togethers and church picnics. Of course, someone always brought a watermelon.

I would get so excited when those serving would crack open a watermelon. Forget the pies, cookies, and cakes and give me a slice of America.

Yes, with July Fourth coming up, save me a slice of America.

When I was younger and I asked my mom how a baby got into a mommy’s belly, she would say, “She swallowed a watermelon seed!”

Speaking of watermelon seeds, Kortney’s baby is due on Monday . . . and she is living in Missouri. I will be with her during the birth and I am soooo excited.

Oh my goodness, I am six days away from the birth of my eighth grandchild.

I’m starting to feel light headed.

I need to lie down.

Would someone bring me a piece of watermelon?