my camera and I couldn't capture it well
sunlight on grapefruit
colors, sections, forms, textures, juice contained within, sugar clinging, seeds inside; the possibility of seeds.
And I thought how wonderful to be alive, eating grapefruit on a Saturday morning. With time to watch the shadows and sunlight; with time to taste the sour, and try to adjust and balance it with sweet; over and over, tasting sour, tasting sweet, seeking harmony. Time to pull away the light pulp and wonder if paper could be made from it. Time to gather the seeds, and think of the meaning contained in each.