Pend Water Medium You fill the kettle

You fill the kettle

The lake glistens

You'll know of the inexhaustible richness of the world

strong and sweet

roasted in the shadow of the mountain

Pend Water Medium You fill the kettleThe lake glistens. You know the one. There are places where the temperature doesn't change, places where it is always summer. Here we have a season, short and fleeting. It's worth the winter that precedes it, because in it we relive all the desperation of our youth. That's how it feels, every time. Drink in the sun. Taste the Meyer Lemons. Smell the rich lavender. Let it all run like a spring of silky vanilla through the flower strewn meadows. Here's