29 July 2010
My parents had a fig tree at their house when my sister and I were growing up. My sister was too small at that time, but my girlfriends and I would run around the yard in summer and after school. The lower branches from the magnolia trees had been cut down because my mother was […]
22 July 2010
The first time I ate an apricot was magic, the way the fruit opened so willingly along its cleft in my hand, the seed falling easily away. It wasn’t messy or overly liquid, but it didn’t feel dry in the mouth. The taste was like peaches, maybe, which I’d had many times before, but different […]
