30 October

a pear is a sensual fruit.

ripe and round

and sort of plump

almost voluptuous in shape

soft, but not too soft

beautiful in the light

almost dancing on the kitchen windowsill

fits nicely in the palm of your hand

delicious and slightly fragrant

I once had a pear tree growing outside my bedroom window

I would lie awake in the moonlight and listen to fat pears 

dropping onto the grass below us


  1. Wonderful celebration of this creature the Pear!

    ALOHA from Honolulu
    =^..^= . <3

  2. So lovely and simple! Gorgeous form and colour.
    Nice poem too, my dear!


  3. What a beautiful pear {they are such fun to shoot} and I love your ode to the pear!

  4. Lovely light. I can here them dropping with you. Simply beautiful. Have a lovely weekend.

  5. I love pears and I love the idea of the pear tree outside your bedroom window. Were it mine, however, precious few of those pears would hang around long enough to land on the grass. All the best, Bonny

  6. Your pear is so lovely. They are so much fun to photograph {and eat!}. And I love your 'ode' to the pear.

  7. My mouth is watering after seeing your image and especially reading your poem! You include all the senses ... feeling the form and the structure of the pear, the scent and looks ... Creative and beautiful!

  8. With texture and light and imperfection this simple pear is a work of art!

  9. Your beautiful pear is making me hungry. I'll have to check out the local market to see if I can find some of these soon. Nothing tastes quite as lucious as a really good pear. xoxox

  10. oh but it's all about biting into it
    lovely post


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