Stop what you’re doing. Go to the store. Buy a yellow Canary Melon. Don’t worry. I’ll wait. Trust me. You’ll thank me. Imagine honeydew meets Tahiti sun and you’ll begin to understand the Canary Melon’s sweetness. It’s extra juicy. The kind of fruit which calls for wet wipes. Continue reading
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Peaches let their fragrance hang heavy in the air. At farmer’s markets they are the hardest working fruit, selling themselves with an unrelenting force. Hard work like that is a habit. It’s like good manners, difficult to cultivate and easy to forget. Sometimes my life gets so shaken I wake up and realize I’m thrown off kilter. If you know me, you know I make lists, and lists of lists. You know I plan where I am going and how I am going to get there. I outline my habits. I check them off each day. And so, this “shaken up, off kilter” step from my pre-planned path is infrequent. Normally I schedule it: naptime, reading time, and playtime – each have their calendar slots among client meetings, research, and writing practice.
How do you eat your apple? Are you a sliced guy who digs at the peanut butter jar with your crisp wedge? Maybe you’re an applesauce baby? Does your mommy peel it? Perhaps you’re a tough woman who snaps hunks from the core in big juicy bites as you drive down the freeway?