It might not look like much, but we’ve planted our first pear tree. All we need now is a partridge and we’re well on our way to the Twelve Days of Christmas.
Actually, I’ve seen partridges eating from our bird feeder in the backyard. We might be on the look out for ten lords a leaping. Or was it eleven? Either way, I don’t expect to be eating any pears (except for those from Shoprite) for another two years. After that, it’s pear ala mode, pear brandy, pear stew, you name it. Two pear lose to three of a kind. Which, begs the question: When are we going to Atlantic City again?
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