Friday, July 5, 2013
to carry within us an orchard, to eat
not only the skin, but the shade,
not only the sugar, but the days, to hold
the fruit in our hands, adore it, then bite into
the round jubilance of peach.
- from From Blossoms by Li-Young Lee
That's what a poem can do, capture all of life in an image or a moment. Some days are like that, too. Somehow we dodged multiple monsoon-esque Fourth of July storms to visit a South Carolina peach orchard, muck around a farm for a while and "assist" in my sister's beekeeping duties, even walk in a field of sunflowers. Then, homemade cobbler with vanilla ice cream, a screen porch, more rain. And a drive home with fireworks dotting the night sky.
(photo taken at Black's Peach Orchards in York, South Carolina.)