blueberries

[dagnabitt]

I can't wait until winter. Not that I want winter to arrive faster, I just can't wait until then to start eating the blueberries I froze last week. It's perfect weather for little icy droplets of summerfruit delicacies.

Berry Rhapsody

taste of vast skies
and living sunshine
distilled
into droplets
cool and dark
they fill my mind
in an instant
and I see
...
summer days
filled with puffly clouds soaring
racing greedy birds calling
laughing children with handfuls
fistfuls into their mouths stuffing
pouring berries into buckets
pails ready for waterfights
water sprinklers swaying
swaying trees gently
leaves shuffling in the wind

EDIT: forget waiting for winter. yum!