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When the sun begins to get shy and the drizzle starts to wet the earth, it's time to break the bread, slather on the butter and pour upon the honey.
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A fresh lemon drop always begins with a pile of zest and hands good enough to lick.
He built me a little cabin in the back yard to store all my jars and a place for me to create gifts of love. Lemons. Berries. Apples. Pears. Honey. Vinegars. Oils. Potions. Roses strung into wreaths.
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Seven apple trees grow in the yard. If they are the forbidden fruit then I'll take the title of Temptress, gathering the essence of eve deep within.
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I collect water that falls from the sky on a full moon. We sing to it in the morning and drink it until our bellies are full of magic.
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I search for a moment to sip some dark java, and read the words of those who have past, holding them both like prayer beads, fingering the surface and sipping in heat like a mantra on a chilly morning.
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After we collect the blossoms from the trees in the spring and soak them in water and drink their essence, we wait for the fruit to arrive. They become syrup for summery love rituals, full fires and nights spent under the sticky sky.
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Blackberry crumble for breakfast the entire month of July. We have to beat the fairies to the bramble but it's worth the fight.
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Support your local beekeeper. He's usually quirky and maybe even cute. He's always got something sweet to give and isn't scared of a little sting here and there.
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