Tuesday, September 20, 2011

The Magic Of Asian Pears

Day two and I am a bit tired though happy inside my too complicated mind. I am going to turn in a bit early and sleep the sleep of a wee gardener.

Today was hot again and I heard after hours that it peaked 100 degrees. That kind of heat has a special kind of intensity and I drank lots of water as I should. When Jesus and I came out of the back door to the skilled nursing building, after an in-service about elder abuse, several Asian pears dropped off of that tree laden with fruit candy. In unison, three Asian pears dropped simultaneously and we collected them and washed them under one of the hoses. We ate the juicy fruit as we walked to our garden carts for the next task.

I am still pinching myself.

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