Muristek
Scouring old pictures, embracing weeping daughters and watching Grand Designs – is this the way to spend one’s last days?
Lychees are my favourite fruit. They have a very short season in January and February. Chris bought up big on them, and I put them in the fridge – they are delicious cold. So I was standing at the kitchen bench, peeling away a lychee, and it suddenly occurred to me that this is my last lychee season and next year I won’t be around to enjoy them.
My reaction to this was not particularly dramatic or profound. I just kept peeling away. I do think about it a bit though, but not with any sense of overwhelming grief. When I was still well enough to take our little pooch on his morning walks, enjoying the beautiful purple displays, I thought to myself, “Well, this is probably my last jacaranda season.” But possibly I was secretly entertaining the thought that there might just be one more. But now, the lychees have made it clear. Last lychees, lady! Enjoy!
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