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Wednesday, October 8, 2014

The Very Green Pear... a true story.

Last week when Sis and I went to the Art Is You workshop in Petaluma, part of the benefits for signing up  was a free lunch. Most days we had a lovely buffet lunch outside. The lines were long but the food was delicious.
But one day, for some reason, we all got a bag lunch. A sandwich, a bag of chips, a bottle of water and I also got ... a very green pear.
So we took our lunch, sat in the bar and watched a little golf, and ate our bag lady lunch for an hour. When I saw the pear, this very green pear, I decided to save it for another day... hoping it would be ripe in a day or two and I would enjoy this piece of fruit then. 
Well, I'm sure you can see where this is going. This morning I went to get my extra camera battery that I keep in a cloth camera bag. I reached into the bag and guess what? I touched something squishy, cold and rather disgusting.... and it wasn't green anymore. 
Yes... I forgot the very green pear for a whole week. Sometimes you just get so caught up in the joys of vacationing and having fun, that you forget about a small piece of fruit in the bottom of your camera bag... you forget that a very green pear doesn't stay that way when wrapped in a warm place for a long time.

Well, it did what a pear does when left to its own devices... it got ripe... really ripe... all over everything in the bag.
So... the pear took a fast trip to the compost.
And everything is being wiped off or washed.
Sometimes life gives you lemons...
Sometimes life gives you a rotten pear in the bottom of your bag.
And sometimes you don't get to make lemonade... or anything.


  1. I saw your post of fb and just about gagged. That must have been one sticky clean up!

  2. Oh my what a mess you must have had. Hope you got everything cleaned up. Have a blessed evening. Madeline

  3. ewww....ha....oh well...at least it will be put to use...smiles.

  4. HA, HA, HA, HA, HA!
    Wait a minute . . . . . "Bag lady" lunch????? ~Dawn

  5. Connie, you crack me up. But I really am sorry to hear about your experience with that very green pear - the one that is no more.

  6. Yep. That is one ripe pear! I know you had a mess but all that happened before (trip) made it a small thing, right? xoxo


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