“A basket of ripe fruit is holier than any prayer book.”

This morning is cloudy, damp and chilly, but the forecast is for a mix of sun and clouds. Right now, though, the clouds are holding sway. I’m rooting for the sun.

Huzzah! My laundry is in the washing machine, at least half of it is. It sat by the cellar door for a long time, but I needed clean underwear so I brought the laundry bags down to the cellar, to the washing machine. I just heard the buzz: first load done and ready for the dryer. It isn’t so much I hate doing laundry. I just load one machine then the other. I just don’t love folding and getting the laundry up two floors is a pain. The solution, of course, is to do the laundry more often so I’ll have less of it to haul, but that doesn’t appeal to me.

When I went to the cellar, I found evidence of cellar mice, but I have traps I’ll set. That got to me thinking that a few creatures might have found their way up here so I’ll also set my Have-a-Heart trap.

This morning I stood on the deck and watched Henry. He does his business close to the driveway and seldom ventures further into the yard. I watched him run circles around a few trees before he decided he was ready to come inside. I saw a chipmunk running up the driveway and escaping under the fence. The male cardinal visited. He is around most days and occasionally stops to eat. I also saw the red squirrel. It was among the missing until last week. I watched it jump from limb to limb on the tallest pine tree in the yard. The red spawn is smaller and much more agile than the grey spawns but no less annoying.

My new front plants are now in the ground. My landscaper planted them early this morning. He also put my paper on the step. A few empty spots in the garden are still catching my eye. I’ll have to plant quickly as the mulch is coming, the last step for this years’s garden.

I have four flags in my front yard, three big, one small. The small one is by the front door. It has the beach, a starfish and some shells. It says welcome. My American flag is in a holder attached to the house. It is my fourth flag in that spot. On a tree in the front are the two other flags. One is a Peace Corps flag. The other is a white flag with a big pineapple in the middle. In Colonial times, the pineapple represented hospitality. Some of the old captain’s houses even have pineapple door knockers. I love pineapple. It is either my first or second favorite fruit. It alternates with coconut.

Living in Ghana was like living in fruit heaven. I ate a bowl of fruit every day for lunch, the perfect meal in the heat of the afternoon. The bowl was filled with oranges, mangoes, bananas, pawpaw if it was in season, and pineapple chunks. I savored every bite.

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23 Comments on ““A basket of ripe fruit is holier than any prayer book.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    Almost cold here today and it has rained since yesterday evening, mostly a nice and calm summer rain or misty rain. Ads long as this weather doesn’t stay too long I’ll enjoy it 🙂

    I do like pineapple or annanas as it’s called in Swedish but I think it’s on fourth or fifth place. Mango is number one and banana a close second 🙂 Sliced apples in vanilla yogurt and some cardamom sprinkled over it is so delicious 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      We won’t be getting rain until the latter part of the week. Today is now sunny but it is still not warm, probably mid to low 60’s.

      In my day there were no apples in Ghana. They have them now though. I was surprised to see them when I visited. The fruit is just so wonderful, fresh off the trees, in Ghana.

      Have a great evening!

  2. Hedley Says:

    We have a deer that is a regular visitor moving freely on its own through the open gardens. Last week it thoroughly enjoyed a neighbors landscape and then settled down under a pine.

    Meanwhile the other neighbor’s dog a black Labrador Sadie, otherwise known as Satan, is bound by her electronic fence but had a jolly good bark at the deer. The deer was completely unfazed and simply stood and watching the dog barking until it gave up and lay down

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      I I haven’t been visited by a deer though rabbits, coyotes and turkeys sometimes drop by. I haven’t seen a coyote recently though and the appearance of rabbits also indicates no coyotes.

      Henry is a barker. He continues to save me from slamming car doors. I think there have been 15 or 20 of the offending doors. He barks so much he howls. I love being protected but it does get tiresome and loud.

  3. Bob Says:

    I could almost live on summer fruit. Pineapple is excellent but I also love cherries, peaches, plums and nectarines. The 2000 year old man character, Mel Brooks said “the nectarine was a heck of a fruit, half a peach and half a plum”. 🙂

    We had a rabbit living in the bushes under our back stairs but I haven’t seen it scamper off when I leave for work. A recent problem has been coyotes roaming suburban backyards at night and attacking small pets left outside. All the suburban and urban growth in the last couple of years has taken away much of the habitat of wild animals. Soon the traffic congestion here will be intolerable like it is in L,A., NYC or Houston instead of just annoying. It’s the price we pay for unbridled economic growth and low unemployment.:-(

    Another humid and hot day with partly cloudy skies.

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      I also like cherries but I am not a peach fan. I don’t like the fuzz .It makes me think it is a small, round furry animal. I did love Mel Brooks and Carl Reiner.

      We still have a lot of wooded areas so there are places for deer, coyotes and foxes, all of which I have seen here. Last year I nearly hit a deer crossing the road in front of me. I stopped, the deer looked right at me then scurried off. I had to sit and catch my breath.

      Many cape towns have protected areas where there is no building allowed. My town even bought a barn with all its stalls and pastures. Horses are boarded there as the town hired people to live and work there.

      It is a cool day.

      • Bob Says:

        Interestingly, you used the term town. Here the city council has never met a developer they didn’t like. 🙂 Everything is paid from either sales or property tax. Anything that increases the value of the property increases the tax base.

        The city of Plano Texas had a farm at the six lane divided intersection of Preston Rd and Parker. The other three corners were fully developed with shopping centers and high end gated neighborhoods. The farmer had a small house, a barn and he farmer plowed his land along side the traffic in the intersection. When he died his kids didn’t wait for his body to get cold before they sold the farm to developers. He farmed the land until his death because property taxes are very low on agricultural land. 🙂

      • Spaceman Says:

        Many people peel their peaches because of the fuzz. Homemade peach ice cream is the bestest. At Methodist pot lucks, whoever brings some is held in most high esteem. Road side restaurant in Chilton County (famous for peaches) has peach ice cream all year – my car automatically steers there on to and from trips to the gulf. For peach gluttons, some warm peach cobbler with the ice cream is magnifico. Anyone who says different is cruising for a bruising.

      • katry Says:

        Spaceman,
        I never liked peaches even when I was a kid. My mother never bought them. I haven’t ever tasted peach ice cream. Warm apple with vanilla ice cream is tops here. My father always had his apple pie with cheddar cheese, a very New England treat.

        There are a couple road side ice cream stands which have great ice cream. Some of them are even on the cape. My latest favorite is coconut ice cream. If I serve it as dessert, I use salted caramel sauce, and it gets raves with the ice cream.

      • katry Says:

        Bob,
        I say town but South Dennis where I live is actually referred as a village, one of 4 in the town of Dennis. Our local government is a board of selectmen. The town is well government with an eye to keeping Dennis from rampant growth. Some years, at town meeting, voters agree to fund buying land or something out of the ordinary like some low cost housing recently built. Our taxes are quite low compared to other cape towns.

        The tow has a limited the number of drive up windows so there is no MacDonalds; we do have a Burger King. Lowe’s, a home improvement, lumber store, wanted to buy land and build here. The amount of land would have made it the smallest Lowe’s ever built. It was to be not so far from The Mid-Cape, the same type of store but local. There were signs against it all over town. The selectman determined the amount of traffic and its flow would cause problems so Lowe’s was turned down.

        This is a great place to live.

      • Spaceman Says:

        Northerners claim to like rhubarb pie; I’m not convinced at all that they are being completely candid. Hey, I got my copy of the Elements of Style out a couple days ago and going back through it – I’m still not all that good with personal pronouns connected with an and.

      • katry Says:

        I haven’t ever eaten rhubarb in any form. I don’t think I know anyone who has.

        The Elements of Style seems to be iconic though I never used it when I taught English. It did appear in my school after I stopped teaching.

        Personal pronouns connected by and have to be the same case. Where I hear the wrong case used is when the pronoun is connected with a name like when people say something like he gave it to John and I. The easiest way to check is to take out the name. He gave it to I sounds wrong, and it is. Me should be the correct pronoun. That really helped my kids learn grammar.

      • Spaceman Says:

        Elements of Style is self-help reference book much more so than teaching material. A very small book to be of such iconic stature. As an English teacher, you already know what’s in it. The rest of us need a little help now and then,

      • katry Says:

        Spaceman,
        I took a grammar course my junior year in college. It was one of the toughest courses I ever took. We used a book by Walker K. Smart. It was a primer on grammar.

        It was in Ghana where I used my knowledge of grammar to teach as English as a second language is heavy on grammar. That was also where I really learned grammar.

        When I was back here and teaching, the head of the English Department asked me what an objective complement was. I told him. He said I was the only member of the department who knew the answer. I ended up teaching grammar courses.

      • Spaceman Says:

        Computers/cell phone texting – the art of writing will suffer and grammar collateral damage for the sake of brevity. The Old Breed.

      • katry Says:

        Spaceman.
        I read that the average IQ of American students has been going down at the rate of 7 points per generation. The decline is thought to have begun with those born in 1975 who became adults in the early 1990s. The article ventured a few reasons like the way math and English are now taught, the reliance on technology and, my personal favorite, because intelligent women tend to have less children than women who are not as clever

      • Spaceman Says:

        I’m skeptical that IQ is dropping. IQ is for the most part is fixed for individuals – though there is a hereditary component to it similar to other physical traits. In the same respect, someone can born brilliant or incredibly dumb at random. One interesting aspect is that is that on a general level, what people do for a job is indicative of their IQ. Always some exceptions. The advance of technology does favor smarter people, which presents a big problem for those who aren’t even more so than in the past. For instance, you have to be reasonably adept in computer skills and related tech to do most anything nowadays. Manual labor jobs and service jobs are being steadily replaced – and it is irreversible. Things will always march on.

      • Spaceman Says:

        As a scientist (engineer), I am skeptical of everything I read until proven otherwise. There are literally hundreds of studies and analyses on every topic one can think of and they often reach opposite conclusions especially in the soft sciences (like psychiatry). There is no reason that a basic human trait like intelligence would shift over a couple of generation. There would to be rigorous and irreproachable proof to back that claim up.

    • katry Says:

      Spaceman,
      After I read a few articles, I was not skeptical. The conclusion is based on an average of IQ’s, not on individual. It is not just here but Europe as well. Some of the articles are from research institutes. There are many to choose from if you want to read.

  4. Birgit Says:

    It’s fun to watch the young tits at the bird feeder. Since last week they come to feeder but at first they weren’t able to land there so the adults took the seeds and fed them. Meanwhile most of them can do it themself. They practice hard.
    I’ve just picked and ate garden raspberries. Delicious! Vanilla icecream coffee is a perfect addition.

    • katry Says:

      Birgit,
      I haven’t ever seen the young birds at my feeder, young spawns and possums in the yard but no young birds. I wish they’d drop by!

  5. sprite Says:

    We throw a tree-trimming party every December and one couple always brings a pineapple (and then cuts it up for us!). I’m not saying they’re my favorite guests, but I’m not not saying it either.

    • katry Says:

      sprite,
      That’s a wonderful custom. The pineapple is such a lovely symbol. I never thought about it at Christmas, but I think it perfect.


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