"The day is coming when a single carrot, freshly observed, will set off a revolution."
-painter Paul Cezanne
"Mama! I can smell the carrots!"
We were harvesting in the rain, I was muddy and sopping and plunging a pitchfork into the earth as she pulled them out by the handful. Her enthusiasm brought me to my senses.
Suddenly I realized that some revolutions happen quietly...in the midst of a crowd of two.
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