I love making jam. I won a cup for jam-making last year, did I happen to mention it at all? 
(it was a bit flukey though, no idea how matronly old witch of a judge can tell one pot of jam is better than any of the others on a quick look and teeny taste test.)
When my darling Nan went to the US on a long-anticipated holiday to meet an old friend from her Yoof, she was amazed to discover you could get a whole plateful of scoops of icecream for about a dollar.... she loved icecream, did my Nan 
K is for Kites. To be flown on the common in summer breezes.
'L' is for 'lark'. Its song while soaring on a summer breeze is all too rare nowadays with intensive farming practices.
M is for Monarch butterflies and
M is for Milkweed
We've taken note of where the milkweed is growing along our forest paths, so we can watch for the visitors when they join us here.
N is for Nectarines - ripe and juicy at this time of year
Odonata, or dragonflies and damselflies to the less scientific.
Potato salad
[The way I make it is a favorite round these-here parts, at covered dish suppers; and too cool that Merry won a jam-making prize... very impressive to have that little bit of extra oomph that makes a judge go "ooohhh"]
[still looking forward to eccles' dragonfly caps]
@Asy, check out travelers' tales. 
Q!
quesadillas, eaten on Cinco de Mayo
[a bit of Texican culture, to help us out with a pesky letter]
Radishes (not my favourite thing but remind me of picnics)
Swimming and Surfing
[heh, radishes remind me of Oktoberfest in Munich]
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