I love nectarines on hot July days. By the way, these three are no longer with us in this world. I took care of them. Drip, drip, drip...This photo reminds me of:
How to Eat a Poem
By Eve Merriam
Don't be polite.
Bite in.
Pick it up with your fingers and lick the juice that
may run down your chin.
It is ready and ripe now, whenever you are.
You do not need a knife or fork or spoon
or plate or napkin or tablecloth.
or stem
or rind
or pit
or seed
or skin
to throw away.
Yummmmm!
ReplyDeleteMy mouth is watering. I have one puckered peach waiting downstairs but I'm going for it now.
ReplyDeleteIs there anything better than the "Fruits" of summer?
ReplyDeleteOoh, you're so right about fruit in the summer. I have four peaches ripening in my kitchen. I'm looking forward to them disappearing. : )
ReplyDeleteYum. Love the photo, love your post.
ReplyDeleteWhat a cool photo! Love the contrast to the background.
ReplyDeleteTrue, although some poems are harder to digest than others. The nectarines look wonderful.
ReplyDeleteThese looks so good...and I'm sure they tasted better than the stuff we get at the supermarkets!
ReplyDeleteRe your comment on Ocala DP: We were in Oviedo a couple of weeks ago...nice town, but too close and connected to Orlando!
You might like Ocala ... well, maybe not in summer ...
The colour makes me want to reach in, grab, and take a bite! I used to "teach" that poem to middle schoolers many years ago...great, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteThose look quite exceptional!
ReplyDeleteDeeeeee-LISH-ous!
ReplyDeleteCool picture, cooler poem. Meanwhile, I've got tomatoes on the vine that won't ripen because of all the blankety blank fog we're having.
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