Plucking the berry of her innocence on a raspberry bush

Time’s getting slower,
My summer’s over.
I’m at my best:
Relaxed, sun-bathed.

A year of slaving
And daily shaving
Awaits, awaits,
awaits, awaits…

Thank God for digital photography that makes it possible to conserve summer the way my grandma conserved apples, strawberries, and black currants that were reminding all of my family there was a summer at times when freezing outdoor thermometers were knocking on their respective windows hoping their owners would let them inside.



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