The final day of August was an imitation of a gorgeous September day, almost in anticipation of the turning of the calendar month. But the fully clear blue skies and wonderful breezes, along with low humidity and very comfortable temps, were likely the handiwork of the remnants of Hurricane Idalia, which slammed Florida's big bend region the day before and was skirting the coast as our morning proceeded. While I'm certainly glad not to have been in this system's path, its push of cloud cover as it advanced did keep us from catching sight of the previous evening's August Blue Super Moon.
For the mid-day snack and then again for dinner, it was a pair of loaves of superior banana bread, topped with walnut pieces, eagerly consumed especially because it was so on target. I'd have made the banana bread the day before, and had in fact gone so far as to whip the softened butter and add in the sugars and vanilla...and then a never-before-experienced event occurred: the egg I cracked into the batter was utterly and thoroughly rotten. It all had to be tossed and I had to recover from the sight and smell of it.
The wonderful pleasantness of the night likely had a lot to do with Sumner's resistance to come inside as bedtime approached.
"Carolyn's Banana Bread," a recipe shared by former neighbor Lori Pilon.
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