A Nectar Sweet As Time

July 12th, 2012 was an average summer day. It was neither too hot nor a perfect forecast, it simply was what it was.. and it was good enough for me. July 12th was nothing special in the grand scheme of things, but I'll always remember it. The day I fell in love.

I had only gone outside to quickly feed my dogs, then I planned to laze around my house all day watching cartoons. But the golden rays of afternoon sunshine and the smell of nectar mixed with freshly cut grass invited me to stay, and I could not refuse such an invitation.

The peach tree that I had planted 2 summers before finally started to bear fruit, the heat of the sun warmed the perfectly ripened peaches reminding me that it was time to harvest, but seeing as it was summer vacation I decided the tree could wait just a little longer. Plucking one of the juicer-looking fruits I made my way over to my favorite spot in the garden, My hammock. I had told my boyfriend we didn't need it, that it was a waste of money and no one would ever use it; looking over my shoulder I made sure he was nowhere in sight before I laid down. He would never let me live it down if he found out that I enjoyed this simple useless invention.

The creaky old net leaned close to where we planted our tomatoes and looked a bit out of place among all the greenery. Even more out of place was the rather guilty-looking cane corso sitting under it waiting for me to give him the rest of my peach. (A few days before this I caught him eating some right off the tree.) but that was a few days ago, today is today

Of course not everything lasts forever, eventually, the day started warming up and the cocoa butter I had put on that morning melted with my sweat. As the cocoa lotion mixed with the peach juice still on my hands a cool breeze blew and wafted the smell of fresh tomatoes and my body's scent into the summer air.

I couldn't help but take a deep breath, filling my lungs with as much of this day as I could. I knew the sun would grow stronger soon, just like I knew my boyfriend would break my peace as soon as he came home and realized I was sitting in the hammock I didn't want, petting the dog that drove me crazy, and giving him the peach I told him not to eat. But I couldn't find it in myself to care, the walking contradiction is what he'd call me.

I laughed as I pictured his condescending smirk. These moments, these ideas, and this life that I've built for myself I wished I could have it forever but I couldn't wait to see what came next. In my mind, I made the minutes into days, counted it all as joy, and fell in love.

July 12th, 2012 I fell in love with time.