Shadow Boxing
This morning I was watching blossom from the Orange tree drift down from the heights. When that happens, they have the same effect on me as snowflakes, there's something completely disarming and enchanting about their dizzying flutter. m It looks for all the world like a manic base-jumping exercise but the pattern and dance is so delicate on the eye that it can be quite mesmerising. I keep waking each day wondering just when the heavenly orange blossom scent will disappear. I find myself... Sign in to see full entry.