I'm offering a 20% off all patterns and my book in my Etsy shop from July 1 - July 4th.
The Summer People have arrived and invaded our little mountain community. Mr. Joe and I grocery shopped on Monday, and saw many empty shelves, and a vacant meat counter. We have the old-fashioned meat counter where the butcher has to wait on you. Pickin's were slim to none.
We could tell the Summer People were there, because the end cap full of S'mores fixings was totally wiped out. The cupboard was bare in the potato chip aisle, bread aisle, pasta, and canned goods aisle. Luckily the fruit and vegetable section was well stocked. I guess the Summer People don't eat vegetables?
The pool, lake, and recreation area in my housing development just opened for the season. I wouldn't be at all surprised if it closed down again, as the virus cases in the county are on a rapid rise.
We love to go to Taco Tuesday at a small Bistro in the center of town. We bring a chair and set it off to the side respecting the social distancing mandated order. We can sit and eat our tacos and listen to music for two-hours. It is something we look forward to every week. Yesterday, the music was cancelled due to the crowds of Summer People.
What amazed us while we shopped on Monday was the total lack of face masks. We feel more at risk now than ever before. There are more Summer People this year than ever before, as people are driving to local vacation spots instead of flying away to exotic locations.
I know I sound like sour grapes, and I apologize. We are fortunate to live in such a gorgeous area where people like to vacation, and enjoy the mountain trails, lakes, rivers and streams. I just wish the Summer People would be more respectful of the full-time residents by wearing masks, drive slower, and dispose their garbage properly in a certified bear bin. This is one of the reasons why we have been seeing more bears lately.
I also know the Summer People bring much-needed revenue to the community, and provide many jobs. The town can't thrive without them, so we have to learn to live with them.
I'll get off my soapbox now that I've let it all out. I can share the mountains with the Summer People for three months, knowing we can reclaim it back for the rest of the year. The Invasion of the Summer People sounds like a "B" rated movie!