2002-09-17 � orchard
i wanted to be nowhere else
The wolf and i discovered an orchard this morning, an orchard glorious with ripening pears and just out of reach apples. All around us the buzz of insects, the song of birds, and the nodding heads of pollen-heavy golden rod.
It was early yet, the shadows still deep, the grass still damp, the air morning still cool. But the sun was warm on my cheeks and eyelids and the air smelled delicious, golden, earthy, scented lightly with apple and the dusty aroma of the leaves we crushed underfoot.
It was heaven and I wanted to be no where else.
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