This SUMMER and Sweet Impossible Blossoms

from Dallas Travel Guide

This recent switch to this gorgeous spring leaves me sososo excited for summer.

And this year....a real summer, with real sun, a real job, and real friends! I see walks downtown and happy hours with outdoor seating in my future. And please, don't squeeze the peaches.

xo!

  Lauren

From blossoms comes 

this brown paper bag of peaches

we bought from the boy

at the bend in the road where we turned toward

signs painted Peaches.

From laden boughs, from hands,

from sweet fellowship in the bins,

comes nectar at the roadside, succulent

peaches we devour, dusty skin and all,

comes the familiar dust of summer, dust we eat.

O, to take what we love inside,

to carry within us an orchard, to eat

not only the skin, but the shade,

not only the sugar, but the days, to hold

the fruit in our hands, adore it, then bite into

the round jubilance of peach.

There are days we live

as if death were nowhere

in the background; from joy

to joy to joy, from wing to wing,

from blossom to blossom to

impossible blossom, to sweet impossible blossoms.

"From Blossoms," Li-Young Lee