Red, crisp, fresh from the
root cellar.
Picked just outside and
stored for winter,
Simply to be a perfect treat.
Cut just so and arranged on her
favorite plate.
Ah, grandmothers. How they
care for us.
Reality: organic from the
locavore food store,
chilled in a California brushed-stainless
steel Amana.
But, at this moment, she is
here.
Love this photo. Even the plate looks crisp.
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