We Picked Pears Today

Off the ground. Our pear tree drops its fruit before it ripens--and has done so for the last six or seven years. We don't digest unripe, rock-hard pears very well, so we can't really do anything with them. We'd leave them there, but our lawnmower doesn't digest them very well either (though of course the bees love them). So there we were, in the cool of the day (85 degrees) and the soft evening air (80-something percent humidity), picking up fruit that had left its proper place and settled on a different element. What was it Pope said?

And who but wishes to invert the laws
Of order, sings against th' Eternal Cause.

That goes for pears too. But of course, they won't listen. Oh, no.


For those interested, it has been decided that the pear tree will be cut down this winter.