Third Perception Blog Raspberries

I was in India when I dreamt of you. The sky was soft and tinted with the blushing pink of a sunset, dome-like it arced high above us, a vaulted cathedral. We were on a grassy hill, verdant and lush under the passing shade of buoyant, pearlescent clouds. We were picking raspberries. Simple, sweet, and happy. The color of the berries stood out so clearly, little pops of saturation, practically glowing against the green bushes. We were laughing, racing, filling our woven baskets. ... Read MoreThe post Raspberries appeared first on Third Perception.