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Rose-gold sunlight is pouring through the yellow-green leaves of white-picket-fence-high golden raspberry shrubs, as a peaceful, sapphire-blue stream rushes in harmony with banana-yellow goldfinches...
Rose-gold sunlight is pouring through the yellow-green leaves of white-picket-fence-high golden raspberry shrubs, as a peaceful, sapphire-blue stream rushes in harmony with banana-yellow goldfinches and the honey-sweet chirp of crickets: a young French woman in a white muslin Babydoll dress with peasant-sleeves and a young American man in light-wash Levi’s jeans and a baby-blue cable-knit sweater sit in the shade of a towering Gala apple tree – he pours them matching glasses of tangy, orange-wine and feeds her cold and juicy slices of reddish-orange peaches and pastel-green pistachio nuts as she reads him poetry that she has written about the first day that they exchanged glances, from a beat-up, cherry-red leather notebook.