Sweet Tea + Short Story

In the South, summer is a big deal. It’s time to go swimming, it’s time to work on your garden, it’s vacation time.

There are a lot of great things about being in the South for summer.

Top of my list: Sweet, Southern iced tea (pictured above).

While many say this is an abomination (specifically you weirdo northerners), this is not so. The image most people have in their heads of sweet iced tea is drinking liquid sugar with ice.

NOT SO.

While restaurants tend to over-sweeten their iced sweet tea, I have found that true Southerners, in their homes, do not put a ton of sugar in their tea. Usually it’s somewhere between 3/4-1 cup of sugar for a whole gallon of sweet tea.

Even if you are not from the South, I suggest you try Southern sweet iced tea. Here is my personal favorite recipe:

3 Tea Bags of Luzianne Iced Black Tea

3/4-1 Cup of Sugar

1 Gallon of Water

In order to make real sweet iced tea, the sugar must be added while the water is hot. So, first of all, boil a half gallon of water. Pour it into a jug over the three tea bags. Stir in the sugar until dissolved and let it steep for half an hour. Then add in the remaining half gallon of water, stirring once again. Refrigerate and serve over ice.

Sweet tea is not the only good thing about summer in the South.

The long evenings and warm weather are definitely another bonus. Some of my favorite memories from when I was little are of chasing fireflies in the twilight. They flash against the darkness of the trees, bright, glowing spots of light.

So, to further describe a summer evening in the South, I’ve written a short story.

 

The warm evening air washes over me, filling me from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. The sun has sunken behind the trees. A few of its last rays dance across the horizon, tinting the clouds with beautiful shades of pink and orange.

Dusk settles in, as if nature is letting out a sigh and falling asleep. The shadows lengthen, dancing across the grass and deepening the color of the forest.

A firefly pops out against the hazy blur of twilight. Its golden glow is comforting, and is gone much too soon. However, another firefly soon takes its place, flashing light and disappearing.

The whole forest is alive with the twinkling fireflies, the nightlights of nature.

I lay back in the cool grass, watching the sky darken and the stars blink in the velvety blue.

All is at peace.

 

I hope you liked the short story and try the Southern Sweet Iced Tea recipe! Comment below with your own favorite tea recipe, or your favorite thing about summer where you live!

 

Other Posts You Might Enjoy:

Bare Feet

Musings of a Teenager

Part One of Tales of the Tree of Wonder: A (Relatively) Short Story

The Best of Summer

The Story of a Star (Part One)

 

 

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