Ulestra slurped up the peach juice as it dribbled off the sweet fruit. She adored peaches and this one was perfect in every way. She felt a tingle in her cheeks before the first bite, a sensation that occurs when your mind anticipates something sweet or sour or savory.
Standing on her balcony she observed a purely turquoise sky over the peach tree field. “This lovely land, its gifts, it’s as if a spell has been put on this small acre.” Ulestra felt as if she was in a dream world of sensory delights. The sight, the scent, even the taste of it surrounded her.