The world smelled of peaches & fermentation.
Bare winter orchards transformed into summertime jungles.
Breathing easier. The heady air. The open space. The wildness. The change. The sense of place.
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Reading: Last Child in the Woods by Richard Louv; Oryx and Crake by Margaret Atwood
Given a chance, a child will bring the confusion of the world to the woods, wash it in the creek, turn it over to see what lives on the unseen side of that confusion. Richard Louv in Last Child in the Woods. True or false, a rather notion.
Listening: Change the Sheets – Kathleen Edwards; Open – Rhye