It was a mild summer’s day, the air soft and gentle, carried by a warm breeze that swept across the fields. The sun was high in the sky, not too hot, but just right to make the day pleasant. A garden, shielded by a high hedge, lay peacefully, while the cherries in the neighboring garden hung bright red on the branches.
A young woman stood there in the middle of the gentle play of light and shadow, her dress unbuttoned so that it hung loosely around her body. Every light gust of wind moved the fabric, which sometimes clung to her body, sometimes opened wide to reveal magical glimpses. It was a play between fabric and skin, a mixture of lightness and sensuality, and every time the dress opened further, summer itself seemed to blossom within it.
The cherry tree next door, its branches heavy with fruit, beckoned irresistibly. She stepped closer, almost silently, her bare feet on the cool grass. The dress, which hung loosely on her, swayed slightly with each step. The movement of the warm breeze brushed gently over her exposed body and she felt the tingling sensation on her skin as nature enveloped her.
The cherries, plump and tempting, hung within reach. With a gentle movement, she reached for one of the low-hanging branches, the dress opening a little more and revealing wonderful insights as she reached for a cherry. The fabric barely hugged her body, floating more than concealing. This was summer – and pure life. The sweet fruit in her hand and the freedom she felt at that moment combined to create a feeling of lightness.
As she brought the first cherry to her lips, she simply let the dress slip further over her shoulders. A glance over her shoulder, a quiet smile – no one was around, but the constant watchfulness remained. This exciting feeling that she could be discovered at any time made her heart beat a little faster. But that was exactly what made the moment so vivid.
The warm temperatures, the light play of the wind and the endless freedom that summer offered embraced her. She picked one fruit after another, the dress hanging loosely on her as she finally stood under the branches in a puff of fabric. The glimpses that the unbuttoned dress allowed made the moment all the more intense. It felt as if nature itself was accompanying her with a silent wink as she enjoyed the moment.
After she had picked enough cherries, she slowly withdrew, the dress still hanging loosely on her body, and she felt the warmth of the sun on her skin. This day, these wonderful glimpses, the feeling of freedom and vitality – this was summer in its purest form, this was life itself.
