Bike Ride

We rode our mountain bikes deep into the woods to a secret spot where the raspberries grow. The bushes covered the sunny hillside and were heavy with fruit. We dropped our bikes to the ground and began picking and eating. The berries were sweet and tart at the same time. They were warm in the sun and you could taste sunshine and rain and the earth. We ate in silence with only the sound of birdsong and the breeze moving the trees. Wash the berries first, you might say? Well, no, this is a most organic and natural berry patch. Nothing to wash off. It sure was lovely and a great memory to savor when I'm recovering from surgery...