Getting fruity

As the days tick by here in Beijing, their passing is marked by the changing colours of fruit on the street sellers' carts. When we first arrived, they were a bright strawberry red, the fruits painstakingly laid out in regimented rows. Later, cherries became king, heaped in crimson mountains, dusty and leafy. The cherries have been overtaken now by increasingly cheap watermelon. Mini-vans park up on the road side, boots open and jammed with a tumble of large green striped fruits. Every week, the price drops further and their delicious flesh gets sweeter. 

More recently, the mounds of furry peaches have been growing, complimented by gentle pink lychees. Now the grapes are beginning their take over; green, dark red, juicy and full-bodied.

These tasty, fruity delights add a splash of colour and vibrancy to this oft’ grey city. What a delicious way to mark the passing of time.