Like everyone, dievca has her worries. They add up to create fatigue. Then there is evidence that one of the worries is bucking the trend and involved with something you know brings them shear Joy. dievca started crying when her Mom’s caregivers sent photos of something beautiful:
Mom looks like the Goddess she is…
That description could mean many things, but on Friday, dievca ate the perfect peach. The peach smell from the fruit bowl was tantalizing. The peach itself was small. not too pretty and just a little soft. But, the first bite offered an explosion of taste with juices dripping.
OK, dievca’s mind just went into the gutter.
Back to the Peach…dievca grabbed the phone to call her Mother. Strange, huh? dievca’s Mom was a fruit connoisseur growing up and she knows the value and pleasure of a really good peach. Don’t you always call the person who understands completely when you need to share?
As expected, dievca’s Mom was delighted that dievca had a great peach and that dievca was willing to call and share. It brought on the memories of going strawberry picking with a pail of water, a bowl and a can of whipped cream. Eating blueberries for the first time. Cutting up watermelons for Dad’s business’ annual picnic.
Summer food shared and thoroughly enjoyed.
dievca had a couple of more peaches and has enjoyed them in her morning yogurt. As she was cutting one up, she realized that the shape does look like an A**, in fact a little like dievca’s a**.
Now she gets this song:
And the whole big “to do” about Apple changing their peach emoji:
This is why on Etsy they sell panties for your peaches and peach butt soap:
And dievca will leave you with a Tony Futura graphic of the tan lines on her PEACH. Master just laughs at the lines.
PS. Find a peach for your Sunday, they seem to be very juicy this year. XO