If I Were a Grape
This photo floated by my eyes the other day, and I was positively transfixed. I don’t know if it’s a real image – nor do I care. I just love it so much.
As I looked at each individual grape, I could almost imagine how it would smell, taste and feel. It would be heaven to be able to consume each grape depending on the mood I’m in. Would they have thick or thin skin? Would they pop in your mouth like a ripe cherry tomato or would they squish like a gumdrop? Is the first reaction a pucker or a sweet syrupy contentment?
Most days, I would first reach for the brightest yellow grape. Would it be a burst of sunshine? A citrusy glorious flavor bomb? I imagine both a lemon drop and a crisp juicy pear. In my mind, it smells like the freshest, most delicious lemony grape.
Right now, I may reach for the darker blue grape. I’m in kind of a quiet mood today, having had quite a lot of frenzied activity this week. I’m calm and happy, but not feeling riotously colorful. Would it taste like peppermint? Or maybe blueberry. Could be blue tropical punch flavored.
I want the pink grapes to taste like cherries, cotton candy, watermelon, raspberries, plums and pink wine. Instead of eating them, I’d almost rather play with them. Roll them around in my hands. I’d like to put them in a bowl and squish them and have them return to their original form. I’d like it more if they were made out of rubber or glass or sugar – or would I? Perhaps the absolute magic about them is that they are fruit.
Would the green ones be sweet, sour, or bitter? Would they taste like ripe kiwis or tart Granny Smith apples? Would there be a hint of lime or just plain ol’ grape? I can imagine them having the coolness of a cucumber, or the firmness of a fresh pea. Maybe a soft avocado?
If I were one of these grapes – which would it be? Maybe the orange one right in the middle, or the teal one on the right. I have this thought in the autumn as well, when I’m looking at the changing foliage. Would I want to be the flaming red, the majestic orange, the bright yellow? The mellow burgundy? I know I wouldn’t want to be gray, black, brown or dark green. Why be ordinary when you can be extraordinary?
Which brings me to the baby update – oh excuse me, the toddler update. Last weekend, he was so filled with fun, and we had the nicest time! We took a stroll to a nearby park and we sat in the sunshine looking at the big ships. When we came back, he was alert and active, happily scooting around, standing up and navigating his little world upright. He is caught between loving and hating baby food. He’s excited to try real food, but doesn’t like the feel of it in his mouth. He (like every human alive) loves graham crackers, and veggie teething cookies. He’s so loveable, so personable, and is growing so fast.
I wonder…what color grape will he turn out to be?
