Thursday, August 30, 2007
20 years ago I planted a plum tree in the back yard. Every August sweet plums grow. I watch from my deck waiting for them to be ripe. I have to catch them on a certain day. If they are on the tree they are bitter If they are on the ground they are full of bug bites. This year I have missed that special day and now they are all on the ground. I have to buy plums at the store. too many distractions, not enough attention and the ripe moment moves on. Next year I will be more attentive.
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