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Good! The grapes are finally ripe enough to eat. (Or better, ferment into liquor.)
My view of the apple was never the same after Frost’s “After Apple-Picking”.
The odd day when I coach myself into devouring despised fruits or vegetables.
I found raspberries and what not growing in the garden. Hopefully, I won’t forget all about them before they are ripe to eat.
The sun setting behind an apple tree in the garden.
Sour grapes they are that grow in my garden. (As yet.)
Instead of raking the fallen apricots into a heap, I arranged them into a heart.