There are a few compensations--we're eating a lot from the garden these days.
We live a lot on a version of ratatouille. Just cut up whatever we have, douse it with some olive oil and balsamic vinegar, and shove it in the oven for awhile. When done, eat it with quinoa or pasta. Leftovers make a great cold salad. Otherwise, we live with the irony that just when this great stuff is coming in--we don't particularly feel like cooking, or even eating. Sometimes we say the heck with it and have a root beer float instead. But then the eggplants sort of sulk on the counter and guilt us into cooking them.
And living in the sub-tropics, Bob manages to grow pineapples--I think he has six or seven of them now. It started off several years ago when a friend was cutting up a pineapple and getting ready to throw the top away. Bob grabbed it and gave it a home in a flower pot and in a couple of years he had a wee pineapple. "Wee" seems to be the norm--they normally get to be about 3 inches tall and have just a few bites of fruit it them. But they make up in flavor what they lack in size.
And of course summer brings the baby animals that need a little help. I've acquired two more little armadillos (the siblings of one of my previous ones). I try not to name my fosters; it makes releasing them a lot easier. But these have turned into Big Bug, Little Bug, Scar Bug (injury healed but left a scar) and Other Bug. This is Little Bug getting his tummy scratched.
And (as I mentioned previously) it's been rather hot here, so we put a large pan of water into their pen--and they immediately dove in.
There's a lot of rolling on the back and kicking and splashing and it's all rather adorable. We watch and laugh for awhile, then slap at the biting flies and mosquitoes and wipe the sweat off our faces and head back inside to the air conditioning and the second or third shower of the day. The joys of summer!