The Imaginary Apple Orchard
1/04/2005
I play in an Imaginary Apple Orchard.
:)
In my playground is a bench just for me. All others know it’s mine and do not sit there uninvited – but no one is ever uninvited.
I am able to be myself. I am allowed to say the things I really want to say. I am allowed to play games and decorate. Yes, my bench in the Imaginary Apple Orchard is decorated.
The bench on which I sit is sweet cherry with cut outs on the arms just the right size to hold a cup of coffee. It also has a switch that allows the bench to become stationary, a swing, or even a glider rocker.
Around the bench on which I sit are purple flowers, red & pink roses, and yellow carnations.
A pillow rests on the left side of my Imaginary Bench ready to catch my head whenever I desire a nap. A purple blanket is always at the ready to keep drafts at bay.
Underneath the bench rest a 1000 count CD changer filled with my favorite selections. It also has a category for artist and songs other Bench Dwellers believe I need to experience.
Included in the CD Changer are Over the Rhine, Tori Amos, Sarah MacLachlan, The Choir, Sam Cooke, Porcupine Tree, The 77’s, Mahalia Jackson, Tool, Miles Davis, John Coltrane, Bela Fleck and the Flecktones, Robert Randolph and the Family Band, Sonia Dada, Marvin Gaye, and Rackmaninov.
Sweet Fairies come by regularly to refill my coffee cup, offer book selections and messages from other Apples in the Imaginary Orchard.
Often, I spread my skirt out like a blanket under one of the big oaks shading my favorite Bench in the Imaginary Apple Orchard and read, listen to the silence, or visit with others in the Imaginary Apple Orchard. This is one of my favorite things to do. I love to hear what’s happening in the lives of other Apples whether it’s about the loving sun or an early frost.
During full moons, fellow Apples join together to watch the rising over the clear lake that extends out in the middle of the Imaginary Apple Orchard. Someone, I can’t remember whom, named it Lake Deitweiler. Someone else named one of my trees Duran, the other Fat Bastard. It’s ok; I want Apples to feel free when they come to visit my bench in the Imaginary Apple Orchard.
And the gatherings! The gatherings of Apples in the Imaginary Apple Orchard are beyond compare. The roar of voices, the clanging of utensils upon our finely crafted plates, the splashes of Red filling and refilling our glasses, the stories, the laughter, the Apples – Apples of Yellow, Red, and Green keep me coming back to the Imaginary Apple Orchard.
zss
© 2005 wrosesongs
All Rights Reserved
http://overtherhine.com/home.html
I play in an Imaginary Apple Orchard.
:)
In my playground is a bench just for me. All others know it’s mine and do not sit there uninvited – but no one is ever uninvited.
I am able to be myself. I am allowed to say the things I really want to say. I am allowed to play games and decorate. Yes, my bench in the Imaginary Apple Orchard is decorated.
The bench on which I sit is sweet cherry with cut outs on the arms just the right size to hold a cup of coffee. It also has a switch that allows the bench to become stationary, a swing, or even a glider rocker.
Around the bench on which I sit are purple flowers, red & pink roses, and yellow carnations.
A pillow rests on the left side of my Imaginary Bench ready to catch my head whenever I desire a nap. A purple blanket is always at the ready to keep drafts at bay.
Underneath the bench rest a 1000 count CD changer filled with my favorite selections. It also has a category for artist and songs other Bench Dwellers believe I need to experience.
Included in the CD Changer are Over the Rhine, Tori Amos, Sarah MacLachlan, The Choir, Sam Cooke, Porcupine Tree, The 77’s, Mahalia Jackson, Tool, Miles Davis, John Coltrane, Bela Fleck and the Flecktones, Robert Randolph and the Family Band, Sonia Dada, Marvin Gaye, and Rackmaninov.
Sweet Fairies come by regularly to refill my coffee cup, offer book selections and messages from other Apples in the Imaginary Orchard.
Often, I spread my skirt out like a blanket under one of the big oaks shading my favorite Bench in the Imaginary Apple Orchard and read, listen to the silence, or visit with others in the Imaginary Apple Orchard. This is one of my favorite things to do. I love to hear what’s happening in the lives of other Apples whether it’s about the loving sun or an early frost.
During full moons, fellow Apples join together to watch the rising over the clear lake that extends out in the middle of the Imaginary Apple Orchard. Someone, I can’t remember whom, named it Lake Deitweiler. Someone else named one of my trees Duran, the other Fat Bastard. It’s ok; I want Apples to feel free when they come to visit my bench in the Imaginary Apple Orchard.
And the gatherings! The gatherings of Apples in the Imaginary Apple Orchard are beyond compare. The roar of voices, the clanging of utensils upon our finely crafted plates, the splashes of Red filling and refilling our glasses, the stories, the laughter, the Apples – Apples of Yellow, Red, and Green keep me coming back to the Imaginary Apple Orchard.
zss
© 2005 wrosesongs
All Rights Reserved
http://overtherhine.com/home.html
posted by I am Z @ 11:34 PM
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