Watermelon

I have a daughter who always "gifts" me with things that are watermelon-themed.    I assume that is because she has memories of us eating watermelon together when she was a child.  {Or more specifically, having watermelon-seed-spitting contests.}

There is a watermelon piece of art she has given me, which hangs in the kitchen.
I always assumed that is us.

Also:  Watermelon napkins.  A couple of pair of watermelon earrings. Anything watermelon she sees, she thinks of me!  She even sent me a picture of a bikini with a watermelon print!   I said I thought I would pass on that one!

My own attachment to watermelons goes back to my childhood.  My grandfather grew truckloads full of watermelons, which he sold.  They were always free in my world.  Whenever we went to visit, we brought home a trunk full.   Why, occasionally, I might even open one up and eat only the heart!!  That would be the absolute epitome of sinful indulgence!

 I've never gotten over the shock of the price of a watermelon in New York!

I saw a "food art" picture which I thought watermelon-daughter might enjoy.   This is for you, dear:  A Gondola Ride on the Watermelon River!