"Yeah, a lot of people say that when they first meet her. She is intimidating. It's because she's so smart, and she's not afraid to correct you if you say something that's wrong."
"Yeah, she seems like a really smart lady."
"She's one of the best people I know. Do you know how long we've been friends?"
"I think you told me before- twenty years?"
"That's a long time to know someone. Besides my mom and a few girls from kindergarten that I found on Facebook, I haven't known anyone for twenty years."
"Have you heard her sing yet?"
"She was singing when we were working in the greenhouse. She's got a beautiful voice."
"Every time I hear her sing, I fall in love with her all over again."
--A conversation between me and S, concerning the farm lady I am working for.
A little tour of what I did on Wednesday, if you'd be so inclined to come along...
The sun played peek-a-boo with us for most of the day, popping out from behind the clouds to warm us up intermittently. It was 48 degrees when I got to the farm at noon, late because of an appointment. I worked inside the greenhouse, right off the kitchen.
|the kitchen window|
The jasmine has only started flowering in the last few days, and the smell was perfectly subtle and lovely. A slight shift in the wind from the open door brought the scent right to our noses, like a little kiss.
|the day's soundtrack|