I’m continuing part of the subject of my last post. Mostly the part about pears. We were getting a picture of the pears in the old bushel basket, first turning the top pears over if they had a scar or bruise on them. Later when I was talking to Mama and Daddy about it, she … Continue reading Scars, Fruit, and What Happens In The Process
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One Of Those Things I Cherish
I got some more of that news that just “tickles me pink,” as the saying goes. On one of those calls just to visit on the phone with my parents, I asked if there were any pears. Daddy had said before that there weren’t going to be as many pears this Fall. So I thought … Continue reading One Of Those Things I Cherish