under the California sun

Today, I blew bubblesunder the Californian sun.They danced and dazzled before me,each little universefloating away. As the breeze carried theminto that infinite blue abyss above,I sat downand gently peeled backthe soft rind of my clementine.I dropped one of thoseperfectly pocketed slicesonto the fresh bed of grassbeneath me. A voice from the kitchencalled my name.Too entrancedContinue reading “under the California sun”