Ode to the Seedless Grape

It snowed today for the first time this season. I was just about to walk into the Farmers Market when the wind kicked up bringing with it a fury of small white flakes. It was frantic and those around me all looked upwards at the muddy skies. The brief storm didn`t leave a trace and was over as quickly as it arrived. The blustery weather was like Mother Nature giving us all a heads up to haul out the winter wear. I get the feeling this is going to be a rough winter.

“All truths are easy to understand once they are discovered; the point is to discover them.” – Galileo

It has been so gusty these last few days and today there is even a official wind warning in effect from Environment Canada. They have reported gusts up to one hundred kilometers an hour! In my twentieth floor condo, it whips through the slightest cracks creating a foreboding high pitch whistle. I sit suspended in my bubble chair way up high watching the tallest most sturdiest of trees shiver in their timbers. Wind has been proven to affect mood and I can feel it. A study in Austria said that high winds have been linked to a twenty percent rise in suicide. I certainly don`t want to jump off my balcony just because of the current of air. But I fear if I were to venture out there at this point, I may just get blown off! I`m staying inside.

Though its sunny outside, people on the street clutch their coat collar tighter and walk a little quicker to wherever. I`ve always been fascinated by how things can appear one way but feel completely different. I guess looks can be deceiving and it`s a lesson I have been realizing more and more lately. Over the past year, I have tasted the bitterness of truth. Along with that, though, comes deeper understanding which keeps me coming back for more.

“It is one of the severest tests of friendship to tell your friend his faults. So to love a man that you cannot bear to see a stain upon him, and to speak painful truth through loving words, that is friendship.” – Henry Ward Beecher

For as long as I can remember I have steered clear of cherries. I didn`t know why and never really thought about it until a few months ago. After having a few when they came into season, I re evaluated my stance. I do in fact like natures juicy little tangy sweets. It was the pits that dissuaded me from including them in my pallet. Hidden inside life`s bowl of cherries are a myriad of rock hard realities. I guess I am coming to terms with pitted fruits and are now happy to allow them into the inner circle. Nectarines, plums, peaches…all of them. But as for grapes, well now that`s a different story.

“A subtle thought that is in error may yet give rise to fruitful inquiry that can establish truths of great value.” – Isaac Asimov

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