Tuesday, July 01, 2003

This morning I filled the water bottles, for the rabbits and the Chicas. I always rinse the large water dispenser over the pot of yerba buena, the mint, and this morning the first splash from the hose was so hot, that the air filled with the smell of freshly brewed mint. I leaned over the mint, scrubbing the bottle and inhaling the fresh and healing fragrance of a garden tea. Mint, steamed and released, floated around my face and senses and brought to mind childhood and comfort, the delicacy of moments intangible yet real.

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