If this post has you feeling plum-ish - there's still time to try my roasted plums with red wine, cinnamon and vanilla.
Friday, September 23, 2011
Louder than Words
As a writer, it's not every day that I admit a picture's worth 1000 words. This past Wednesday, I spent the morning with Augustin, collecting storm-fallen walnuts and plums, and digging "NY" potatoes (those planted in May by yours truly!) in Mr. C's garden. No other narration seems necessary. Only one word of explanation - about the plum pits. Mr. C informed me they were picked clean and left there by the crows, who, gourmets one and all, don't like to eat things off the ground.
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Beautiful photos. The light is wonderful. This is such a rich time of year for the palate.
ReplyDeleteThese photos are wonderful and so is your little man. Autumn has not made its way to my part of the planet yet, but I am looking forward to any break from the heat.
ReplyDeleteOmiadorablechild! What a great adventure you guys had. (Today at the Union Square Greenmarket, the air was deliciously full of Concord grapes...)
ReplyDeleteSuch great pics! You'll be so thankful for them later on. Still warm here in St. Paul. I put my picked green tomatoes back in the sun yesterday and ate them today! Happy October from Alyce.
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