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| WILD PERSIMMONS Sycamore Hot Spring, Avila Beach |
A walk to QUIET my mind....
And REFRESH my senses....
:: SMELL ::
the damp, musty leaves rotting on the ground
:: TASTE ::
a peppermint, found deep in my purse
:: HEAR ::
crowing of the birds, warning others of my presence
:: SEE ::
the brillant, firm, orange flesh of the wild persimmons
the moist dampness of the fog on my face
READY TO FACE THE DAY!
Your title really caught my eye! I remember as a child the persimmon tree that was in our front yard. The fruit is really beautiful. However, for some reason, the thought of eating them really grossed me out.
ReplyDeleteI love how you incorporated the 5 senses in your post. In my mind, I could imagine it all...
Lovely post...beautifully written, very poetic. The persimmon tree Heather mentions above is still here and still producing fruit. (-: have a wonderful weekend!
ReplyDeleteI love the way you always include the senses. I feel how I am with you here. Beautiful. I love the photo of the persimmon. I have a persimmon tree in my garden and it's my favorite tree. I don't like persimmons (the fruit), but the birds devour it in the winter.
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