A prince amongst quince
I'm exhibiting my first ever quince for all the world to see 💛 I've had the tree for years and I've monitored it carefully previously for any signs of flowers or fruit; then I threatened its days in my garden as numbered many times when none appeared; so of course the year when I've ignored it completely is the time when it presents me with one solitary fruit. Naturally, it is truly a prince amongst all quince. I made the discovery when harvesting the figs, which have gone bonkers this year and screened off the quince tree from the rest of the garden. Perhaps that's the secret to success? At first I had quite a time deciding whether it was ripe, but that initial lime green I saw has now morphed into a wonderful warm yellow and a fruity fuzziness that tells me it's time. Now what shall I make with it? 🤔 Your ideas are welcome... You may also like: I've just fished out the link to my recipe for poached quince , which in turn links to my recipe for quince tar...



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ReplyDeleteNo - not bad poetry (Why do you use that tag?)
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed it - along with the images
Regards
Karen
Very nice post. Loved the shadows on the lawn!
ReplyDeleteI love the top photo!
ReplyDelete(I saw you at David's blog and clicked on your link)
Lovely! And thanks for all your comments about Klapa music, I hope you will enjoy many more of it and if you ever need any sources, there's a whole lot of full albums for download of different klapas and different old, dalmatian songs so I can always suggest some good ones. Cheers!
ReplyDeleteAll very nice.
ReplyDeleteThis was lovely!
ReplyDeletehave you checked out "It's not easy being green" lonk on my blog? You would love it. Also next Wednesday we have a new member to ABC Wednesday, Compostwoman! She is a pal of mine. You will love her!
Dxx
Beautiful photos, and I enjoyed your poem. I call myself a bad poet, too, but you do not deserve the title.
ReplyDeleteSorry, meant to edit my last comment before hitting "publish." What I meant to say was that you shouldn't call yourself a bad poet (wish there was a way to italicize words here), because your poem was very good!
ReplyDeleteI loved your poem and the images- don't sell yourself short with the "bad poetry" tag! The old school song was bad poetry ; )
ReplyDeleteNice photos, good poem! xx
ReplyDeleteBtw, there's an award waiting for you @ my place.
ReplyDeleteThose are beautiful photographs. I love the tree shadows on the green lawn (I've forgotten that lawns are green since the ones around here - now uncovered from snow - are brown and yellow).
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your poem and agree with Karen - it isn't bad. It needs the label 'good poetry'.
Hi VP
ReplyDeleteI have nominated you for a blog award. The details are on my blog.
Cheers,
Deborah
Suburbia - that sounds a great idea!
ReplyDeleteKaren, Rose, Judith, Flighty and Kate - thanks for your kind words about my words :) Luckily you outnumber the number of nominations I have currently for a bad poetry award ;)
Chey - welcome and thanks. I'll hop on over and check your blog out soon.
Christine - thanks for coming on over from David's, good to see you!
Viooltje - thanks for enriching my (and the choir's) understanding of the music we're singing. No doubt we'll be asking your expert advice very soon!
Nessa - good to see you!
Denise - yes I have, but have been put off by having to register to use the site. Other forums allow guest readers too. Didn't notice that you're one of the moderators though - so expect to see me in there soon :) I look forward to meeting Compostwoman! How many bins does she have? I've got 10...
Deborah - aw thanks, that's really kind of you. I've checked it out and am just mulling over who to pass it onto.
I have in excess of 20 ( blush)
ReplyDeleteIs that a problem, do you think??
( CW looks around, worriedly...)
Not at all compostwoman - I aspire to your level :)
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