Fresh cool luscious burst of flavor. . .wiff of earthy leaf mulch and old camping trips, bonfires, owls hooting and eery night music. . .redwood sentinels standing protective in twilight, mothers, fathers, grandmothers, uncles of mine.
They say it might snow tonight, even here in our rolling green California landscape. I hope. I want to see the white snow under the white blossoms of our plum tree. Time to go out now though and cover up the lemon bush and jade plants.