Day 51. Cherries

May 29, 2014

It rained all day, continuously
I lost the thing I call my chair
I walked along busy roads without a bike lane or footpath
My feet got wet
The night was cold, just above zero
And somewhere after midnight, just outside my tent in the wet woods
a big animal passed by
screaming loudly
But in the middle of all this I found a huge tree
carrying red cherries
and every hour of the day and some of the night I ate them
I saved some of the seeds
And I will send them to a small girl who celebrated her birthday on this day
Maybe she will plant them
And maybe 36 years from now, when she will be as old as I am now
She will eat cherries

(todays story is for Esmilda, Julia and Patrick)

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