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Close of Molly's legs and buttom in sunlight under quince tree
“Live in each season as it passes: breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit.” ~ Henry David Thoreau

Molly naked underneath Quince treeIn the spring the leaves would come first, a fresh green colour, that spoke of newness and life and then the buds would follow. So small at first that you had to search for them but as each day got brighter and warmer they would swell until eventually bursting forth in a riot of pink-y white petals.

As the days pass the petals would eventually start to fall from the tree until it stood in a carpet of its own making.

Time moves on, spring into summer and little fruits cover the tree where once blossom bloomed and the sun would shine and the rain would come and she would watch them grow so big and heavy that the branches would bend down and touch the ground.

As summer turned, the scent of Autumn lingered in the air. Warm days and cool night, dew sparkling in the morning light. She would wander down the garden to touch the fruit, holding them in her hand to see if they were ready to fall.

But Quince trees are not to be rushed, unlike apple trees they are slow to ripen their bounty and October will come and nearly go before finally their treasure is ready but in the meantime she watches and waits for their seasonal gift enjoying the last of the summer sun as it dips low in the sky.

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  • Molly Moore - Author, Blogger, Photographer, Speaker, Director of Operations @Eroticon Find me in my corner of the internet at Molly's Daily Kiss and on Twitter @mollysdailykiss

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  • May More

    Oh that is just gorgeous – the shadows on your legs, and your bum looks peachy x

  • missy

    I love the way you have used the shadows from the garden in this image. The patterns are almost like delicate clothing on your body ๐Ÿ™‚

  • curiousclitty

    Just gorgeous and I love that quote, so perfect.

  • Jo

    The leafy shadows cast across your body are perfect, and I love this quote. Living in a place with four distinct seasons most of my life makes me appreciate the changes that each brings, and I’m so excited that autumn is around the corner.

  • winnie

    Oh i just love this! i grew up in an area full of old apple trees, they were like friends of mine.

  • silverdom

    Gorgeous image and words.

    I’m guessing you don’t give a shit if the neighbours see you? And nor should you.

  • Sexilicious Ash

    This has to be my favorite image this week. The shadows on your beautiful body are just gorgeous.

  • Submiss34F

    I agree with everyone else that the shadows on your body make such wonderful delicate patterns. The colour from the sunlight is also so delicious.
    Missy x

  • Modesty Ablaze

    As always, such a beautiful . . . and clever . . . photo.
    Hoping to see more of you picking as they ripen . . . as I’m sure your neighbours are too !!!
    Xxx – K

  • Cousin Pons

    Joyous fruitfulness. Lovely to have a quince tree. Just saying the word is pleasure enough let alone eating the fruit. Mind you, I haven’t tasted a quince in such a long time. xx

  • kisungura

    I love how youโ€™ve captured light and shade in this image, itโ€™s really beautiful.

  • Victoria Blisse

    Poetic words and image <3

  • Marie Rebelle

    This is such a beautiful image, with your body stretched and the shadows printed on your legs. Lovely!

    Rebel xox

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