It's time to use that wonderful journaling idea that Marta at the dear diary stories, shared with me via her little diaries. Thanks again, M!!
September 3, 2011
I love the smell
of fresh fruit, all enclosed in the van,
which is loaded with 4 layers of boxes.
I love the sound
of a passionate Hungarian farmer
as he describes with pride,
the trees and fruit he grows.
I love the taste
of juicy orange-red nectarines,
ripened right on the tree,
dripping down my chin.
I love the sight
of perfect orbs of fruit,
pears and peaches and plums,
hanging full on green branches.
I love the feel
of cool, purple plums,
layers deep in the field crates,
as we piled them into our boxes.