Breakfast
At my back door, each day peaches fall from the high branches of my neighbour’s tree. Sometimes ants hitch a ride indoors on the peaches. I wash one or two and slice them into a plate for my breakfast. I decide to add Muesli. When I open the cupboard door I am greeted by two early morning moths. I wave them away and reach for a container not opened for two or three weeks. I peer in. I am alerted by the appearance of the already opened packet.
stored grain
larvae
on the move
It may be autumn, which officially began a month ago on the 1st of March, regardless I begin a thorough spring-clean of the food cupboards.
nostrils widen
the pungent
smells of autumn
Benita H. Kape © 31.3.2017
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