Thursday, July 8, 2010

day one hundred eighty-six

they are just so good.
7.5.2010

pacing oneself can be a creative act. when there is a bowl of tomatoes, they speak to me equally if not more so than a bowl of cherries. the beautiful reds and oranges of tomatoes are beautiful to me. these fruits can speak to my taste buds of sweet, tangy, and acidic all at once. they are lovely as pasta sauces, my son's favorite condiment, and i believe: best on a piece of bread with a little mayo and a touch of pepper cut after you've picked it off the vine. so i pace myself: instead of eating every last one myself, i consider how they will be used. i consider my husband's hands for planting these seeds in particular. i consider what goodness they are in and of themselves.

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