Day 179. Becoming One with His Limeade

Sweat pouring off of him after a particularly strenuous grass cutting in the melting summer heat, Fred unscrewed the top of his bottle of limeade.  With each gulp, he could feel the refreshing zestiness swirling within him and cooling him down. 

Not even the sweat bees circling his head could interrupt his becoming one with his limeade.