Rapture and Ripeness

"Pistachio Music"

The moon has risen full, softly illuminating the inky sky above a pistachio orchard near Aleppo, in Syria.
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The farmer stands at the edge of the orchard, waiting. He thinks tonight the bright green nuts may grow that final bit to burst the shell and skin. His head, bathed by moonlight, inclines in the dark, a tiny puff of air floats through the orchard, audible to itself. Then there is another and another as nut follows nut with its final spurt of growth bursting its shell, until all through the orchard the tiny hot breaths become music. Out under the moon more and more farmers come to hear pistachio music, the hauntingly joyful tune of the harvest.

Susan Herrmann Loomis. Nuts in the Kitchen.

And so for day 2023
27.06.2012