I'm no orchardist yet.
But the peach crop increased fivefold.
From two peaches to ten.
One of the hard things to do in life
is to actually be in the moment.
To slow down and be.
But watch a peach
grow from bud
to green marble
to vulnerable, unlikely fruit.
Steal it before the others can.
When you taste the wet flesh,
and chew the tart, berry-like skin,
and the rough, jagged stone grates against your teeth,
how can you not be in the that moment?