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!!

Today

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.