Watermelon season is a beautiful, chaotic, planet-wide relay race. From Florida’s sticky fields in June to Peru’s winter harvest in January, the juicy orb never really stops rolling. So next time you bite into that sweet, crunchy flesh, remember: somewhere on Earth, a farmer just picked it, a truck driver hauled it, and a grocery store employee stocked it—all so you could have a moment of pure, cold bliss.
Now go, my friend. Find your watermelon. Don’t let a bad off-season melon ruin your life. And if all else fails, just eat it with feta cheese. You’ll thank me later.
