i'm eating my first apricot of the year at this very moment. that sweet familiar tang, it's been too long! so hard to put down between typing sentences. the soft babyskin. my favorite sunset orange to fuchsia. the way the flesh folds, welcomes, doesn't even hint at putting up a fight. like it wants me to eat it.
one more bite.
yes! and that dark pit, long time no see old friend.
how did you get here, into my home, into my hand. so perfect. so ancient. so fresh. thank you for the visit. as always, much too short.
there's something primal about my love of seasonal fruit. all you dear friends in california don't have to wait so long between growing seasons like we do here, lucky bastards. but the longing and waiting and the first bite. what a precious cycle.
apricot you are definitely my favorite fruit.
at least until those nectarines ripen.
~ marit
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