Sunday, 27 July 2014

Therapy Of The Fruity Kind

I didn't realise it at the time, but an afternoon, with my chum, fruit picking (and eating) was exactly what I needed. It's quite humbling, you're in this vast space, surrounded by hundreds of plants that do nothing but sunbathe and grow. Then some little bugger picks them and takes them home. Smoothies, jam, cake decorations... Or three kilos of snacks. I suppose there are worse things to make you feel sick.

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