22 September 2024 (some pears)

some pears in the press

to sweeten the cider

fall equinox

October 23: Pears, Part Three

Finally got to peeling and slicing up all those pears from Tom, and made with them a really delicious (crustless) mascarpone custard tart: from objets d'art to hand-crafted edible, both incarnations a delight.

 

Poetic bowl of pears--

transformed by my hands

into an ambrosial tart.

 

 

Recipe:

Peel and slice 6 medium pears.

Arrange in buttered baking dish.

Sprinkle with 1 tsp sugar.

 

Cream 4 T butter and 1/2 c sugar until light.

Beat in 1 egg, then 2/3 c of mascarpone cheese.

Stir in 2 T flour last and mix well. Spoon over fruit.

 

Bake for about 30 minutes or until set at 350 degrees.

 

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October 21: Pears, Part Two

I find myself

so fascinated by

the bowl of phallic pears.

 

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October 20: Pears

Drinking Earl Grey
eating chocolate and pears
not at all lonely.

October 19: Tom's house

Visited a friend's lovely, sunlit, beautifully landscaped home full of books and art, met his cat named for a favorite poet, walked in the woods, left with a bag of pears from a tree in his backyard.

 

Golden afternoon--

Mary Oliver (the cat),

basket of pears.

 

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October 3: Stonington, Day Two

Every lawn hosts crows.

On a granite fence post

an offering of pears.

 

 

 

 

 

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