i admit that i like being able to get fresh spinach or asparagus or cilantro, for example, at a moments notice. but.
i seem to forget every year how much i like peaches. i have a particularly fond memory of kayaking with friends and one had brought these perfectly ripe plums which had subsequently traveled in a cooler and were cold and juicy and perfectly textured. and he tossed it to me over the expanse of river between our boats and it was the exact thing i wanted to eat just then. and eating a delicious peach or plum or nectarine is like that for me.
but i think that i need that time, and maybe that forgetting, for the rerealization to have that impact. and my fear is that pattern extends throughout my life.
