Lemon
Just now I stepped outside to pick a Meyer lemon for my tea. I twisted the fruit to break its stem away from the tree, and the perfume rose up in the chilly night air. How did I get here? I'm always wondering that. It's a good way to live, that wonder.
Oh my, you picked a lemon off a tree. Sometimes it's hard to remember that there are even leaves out there.
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