Friday, August 7, 2009

Pretty is a Pear

Every morning, since May, when I look out my bathroom window the first thing I see is my neighbors pear tree. I was amazed in the beginning to see how tiny and yet perfectly shaped each little pear was.

Now I can hardly wait til they are ripe and ready to eat! The truth of the matter is I never even ate pears until last years harvest and I just couldn't help myself from loving something that I had seen grow with my very own eyes.

Growing up on a farm in Arkansas I don't think I ever really appreciated all the green beans I had to snap and all the peas I had to shuck so that my mother could can them for the winter. I now have a better understanding of the joy she must have felt at seeing what God can create from a seed, some water and the sun :)

Pretty is a Pear.