This is the first official plum of 2006. It was hiding near the top. I got a ladder out, reached up, tugged oh-so-gently, and she almost leapt into my hand. I showed it to the kids, and gave them the short speech of "Hey, this is your yard and this is your tree and this is your plum. Isn't that cool?" Next I'll cut it up and we'll each have some. As I've said before, life is good.
The Gift
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[Christmas, 1965 or thereabout]
The boy was very young; perhaps 7 or 8 years old. He loved everything about
Christmas - the lights, the music, Santa ...
4 months ago
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Ooh, ooh, I need to go check the little plum tree in my backyard. It isn't much to look at yet but the fruit it bears is muy delicioso!
Home-grown produce is awesome.
My dad left Poland when he was 9, in 1939 (on one of the last boats that was allowed to take Jews away from that little bit of heaven). While in Poland, he lived on a farm, with pear trees and other foodstuffs. I carry that gene with me, and revel in the fact that I have fruit trees on my property here in Redondo.
So, you stuck in your thumb and pulled out a plum? What a good boy are you!
I just planted some fruit bearing items this past year. Pear, and two apple trees, along with pineapple-guava bushes. I lived in a heavily Polish populated part of town in Indiana that left me with visions of pierogies permanently implanted on my mind.
Mmmm... Pierogies... I've loved pierogis ever since my Grandma Mollie introduced me to them, back in the 70s. We would go to visit her and Joe (married 50+ years) in the Bronx. We'd ring the bell on the apartment door and it would open a little. Instead of a face, we'd see Mollie's hand appear, clutching a fork, with the fork bearing a freshly cooked pierogi (or latkah, depending on the time of year)... She taught me a lot about being a person.
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