🍓 The Witchling Shelf: Summer on a Spoon

 "Some flavours belong to sunlight. Some are spells best served cold."

There are tastes that mean summer—like memory you can hold on your tongue. Not just food, but feeling. Sun-warmed moments, sticky fingers, and the quiet enchantment of eating something seasonal, simple, and sacred.

🌞 My Favourite Summer-Associated Foods

🍓 Strawberries and cream
An absolute ritual. Eaten on a picnic blanket, with grass marks on your knees and the sound of bees nearby. There's something soft and decadent about them—like the sweetness of June itself.

🌿 Cucumber sandwiches with lemony butter
Soothing, crisp, almost old-fashioned. They feel like they belong to afternoon teas in secret gardens, or to books with hidden keyholes and lost time.

🍅 Heirloom tomatoes with fresh basil
Still warm from the sun, sliced and salted. The taste of slow-growing things, of gardens tended by hand and heart.

🍋 Lemon sorbet
A sharp kiss on a hot day. Clean, bright, a little flirty. Eaten barefoot on the back step, with sunlight spilling everywhere.

🍑 Peaches so ripe they almost fall apart
Sticky and golden, best eaten over the sink or with a napkin tucked under your chin. They taste like secrets you meant to keep but whispered anyway.

🌸 Elderflower cordials and iced herbal teas
Infusions of garden and spellwork—lavender, mint, rosehip. Chilled in glass bottles, sipped with a sigh under a willow tree.

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Food is memory. And summer food—light, fragrant, messy, and magical—reminds me to slow down, savour, and taste the season fully.

What tastes like summer to you?