The pears came treasured in the web of their box, in the crush of their green paper, in the nearness of their time. Wait until they are ready. Wait. All day long, they sat in the box and ripened, their juices rising.
The pears came treasured in the web of their box, in the crush of their green paper, in the nearness of their time. Wait until they are ready. Wait.
3 comments:
Luscious photo.
The photo makes my mouth water. What a sweet friend you have to send those to you at just the right time.
I'm dying to sink my teeth into those pears. They look delicious.
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