Here s how I know I m in the right place: The sun yawns across my back as I reach for another bouquet of aromatic mint, basil, rosemary, lavender. I bury my face in their leaves and buds. Scent envelops me, a suggestion of the soup, pesto, juice, body scrub to come. It s just the farmers market, [ ]
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