The Poetry Friday Roundup is HERE!

I’ve moved the picnic table into the shade of the weeping birch in the back yard of my childhood home, and the Poetry Sisters are arriving with yummy offerings for today’s pot luck. 

Nope. While I DID grow up on the arid high plains of eastern Colorado, that’s WAY too dry. Let’s try again.

Right tree, wrong size of lawn. Maybe the third time will be the charm?

Close enough! Let’s get this party started! (Note: The Poetry Sisters will arrive at the party when their dishes are ready. The picnic table will be gloriously full by the end of the day on Friday.)

Tricia arrives carefully balancing the dish her mom made and took to church every week for years.

Liz is bringing a family recipe as well – her grandmother’s strawberry rhubarb kuchen.

Sara, bless her, is providing the salty goodness that will balance the sweets – a lowly but always welcome bag of chips.

Tanita‘s offering is a little bit wobbly — Ms. Sandy McMahon’s red jello salad.

Laura sent some flowers for the table. She won’t be joining us with a poem this week.

More than any other season, Summer, to me, is a taste: fat green grapes at swim meets, nectarine juice running down my chin, warm cherry tomatoes straight off the vine, fresh garden green beans cooked with a ham hock and potatoes, sliced garden cucumbers tossed in vinegar and sugar, butterscotch dip cones from DQ…but what I finally chose for my poem was Three Bean Salad.*

I’m going to do the roundup “old-school” this week. Leave your link and a brief description of your post in the comments and I’ll add your links to today’s potluck.

MAIN DISHES

SIDES

DESSERTS

DRINKS

AFTER LUNCH ENTERTAINMENT

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The call for roundup hosts for July – December 2026 can be found here.

All images in today’s post are via Unsplash, with the exception of the jello salad, which is Creative Commons via Flickr.

*recipe can be found in the comments