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Good morning blogland. This is the current situation in my neck of the woods. Ugghhh!!
I love the cold weather, it’s usually one of my favourite seasons. Winter generally makes a gradual appearance.
Gives a body time to adjust.
But not this year, it showed up like a roaring lion and is showing out for us.
It is so c o l d here.
How is it in your space of the world today, what’s the weather like?
So this is a follow up to one of my earlier posts about our pear tree and its fruits. Today my mother and I went over to the house (we no longer occupy the premises, but still own it) and picked the last of its fruits.
We, well mostly me, had been eating the pears before they came into their fullness, see pic below of a less-matured pear and notice the difference in the color. The younger ones were just beginning to show signs of being kissed by the sun but were good none the less.
These pears are the best, with the texture of apples and of course the graininess of pears and just enough sugar to make it delicious, at least to me. Did I neglect to mention they were also tree-ripened. The flavors are so much more enhanced when they ripen in the sun.
Due to its firm texture, it would be perfect in a salad. I should give that a try.
I love all pears and this pear in particular is a favorite of mine even though I cannot recall the name. The tree information has long since been bleached by the Texas sun.
The last pears of the season and of course I wanted to take a picture of them for I will have to wait one whole year for their return.
Gods providence for us is a constant we can count on and I feel so blessed to be able to grow and eat my fresh fruits.
