Thursday, August 26, 2010
All the trees in our orchard - apple, pear, plum, grape – you may freely eat of these. (They're a tad bit on the wormy side this year.)
But these pictured here? These are forbidden fruit. These are my babies. I have carefully nurtured and watched as each little flower turned into a nub and grew, and grew, and grew, and transformed in color…
Do you understand?
Look carefully! Read my lips! Stop grazing and pay attention!
Whatever. Too late already, anyways. My babies are all gone, and nothing can bring them back.
I may never attempt a garden again. The only skill I’m teaching my daughter is how to waste a lot of time. And how to feed the deer.
Photos of visitors in our yard courtesy of our neighbors; the act of tomato and cucumber and onion destruction absent in this set.
Posted by Jane Maritz at 8:54 PM