My pears finally ripened. I have finally started basking in their glory. I was so excited about this moment that I took a picture of us, together, happy and in love. Do you see how much I love my pear? Do you see how much my pear loves me back? (It does. I promise.) Harry & David - you complete me.
Note: Please do not judge me. I have a pear fetish. I have a food obsession. I do not have a job and spend a lot of time in my kitchen staring into pantries, deciding what to eat next. Indulge me.
PS - That aluminum foil shine in the background is the remnants of an oatmeal brown sugar apple cake that Mama concocted. Do you see why I spend all of my time staring into pantries? There are always baked goods to be discovered.
PPS - My bangs are taking over my face. Don't worry, I got my haircut the day after I took this picture. The better to see my pears, my dear.
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