Adam: A Sensuous Coming Of Age Tale - Plot & Excerpts
Nearly black bark, straight, symmetrical branches, buds (opposing) precisely spaced along the twigs that reached out over his head, tight green bud-cases ready and waiting for spring to find its way to this deepest part of the wood. Its lowest branches were in reasonable reach, Adam thought, provided he made a pretty energetic leap for them. Now he sprang, caught hold of one branch, swung his body upwards and against the trunk. Grasping it as best he could with his denim-clad knees he lunged upwards at the next branch, a foot or so higher, thrusting the whole of his middle-section against the cold tree-bark as he did so. Here he paused and looked down at the narrow, weaving path he had just left. A few yards ahead the path disappeared between evergreens but directly below him it snaked its way among the trees through a torn carpet of wood anemones. The white windflowers, almost interlocking, and ruffled by an intermittent breeze, created a pattern of trembling star shapes and made the forest floor nearly as white as it had looked when the snow still clung on up here a month ago.
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