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.
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