Saturday, February 21, 2015

Tomato Heaven

I chose a luscious slice of an enormous home-grown tomato from the stack in front of the window. It was so huge I was holding it in both hands like a chunk of watermelon, chomping into it over the sink with juice running down my arms. It was wonderful. Then I woke up. While it is shivery February in the real world, it is late summer in my mind. I could smell that tomato. And the soft warm breeze drifting in through the open window. Cue up Seal & Crofts, please.

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