An improvisatory, essentially indefensible, randomly configured tragi-comedy
(no great revelations are likely to be accrued from its consumption)
11 March 2010
Nice pear!
Actually, it's not that nice, the fruit never seem to ripen, the thrushes like them though; and the puddle below has drawn in a Green Sand this winter, I wonder if it tastes like watered down perry?
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