a poem, some plums and a horse

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This Is Just to Say

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold
by William Carlos Williams

I just love the word plum.

Saturday morning I was outside drinking my morning coffee and noticed my l plum tree was heavy with fruit… later Roscoe came up to me with purple red splooge on his face. Apparently the dogs had found the fallen fruit and were feasting. I went out and picked fruit from the lower branches and placed a tarp on the ground and gently shook the fruit from the higher branches. I’m not sure where I’d seen this done before, maybe it was Lucy and Ethel or Wile E. Coyote . The plums are small and sweet, perhaps a bit small to wrangle into a tart but great to eat. I feel like a farm girl, so proud of my first harvest.

To be filed under "You know you live in the country when…" I almost got hit by a man on a horse this weekend. I was driving away from my friend’s house when this man came tearing through this little alley on a horse he had little to no control of. I stopped my car and watched him continue on.  I hope nothing happened.

Here are some pics of this morning….

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Oh, I almost forgot… thank you so much for the books Miss Mona, it took me a few minutes to figure out where they came from. I appreciate them very much.

2 thoughts on “a poem, some plums and a horse

  1. Miss Mona says:

    I’m so glad you like them Miss Stacey. I love the Vogue book, so classic and informative. And pleased you figured it out, and were not creeped out by the lack of a return address. I like to read the adventures of your life. A full and beautiful life. Staceys’ Book, I guess I would call it. Give smooches to your doggies from me yes?

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