Salad Bowl Summer


Every day this week, walking through the edge of the wood that leads to the park has felt like being in the bottom of a giant salad bowl. Yesterday afternoon in warm windy sunshine I clambered up the bank and felt quite dizzy with the greenery all around, above me and below me, and the wind tossed the leaves like a salad being shaken. For a moment I almost lost my footing and felt as if I was tumbled about in a swirling world of a hundred different greens.


These days I’m often not too steady on my feet, but if I can get out there nothing’s going to stop me from climbing up a bank. I held on to the trunk of a giant lime tree and took a deep breath. Newly mown grass. Lime blossom.


Time to pick my way carefully and back down to the path.

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