"The greatest fine art of the future will be the making of a comfortable living from a small piece of land."
-Abraham Lincoln


The pears are finally ripe. The kids and I went out to pick them this morning. Fortunately, not many had fallen off the tree, only about 4 were on the ground. Unfortunately, there weren't many in the tree to begin with. We ended up with a pathetic total of 8 pears. Chock it up to an almost total waste, second only to our completely nonexistent peach crop. I guess we have the late freeze a few months back to thank for this. Oh well, at least the 8 we do have seem to be pretty tasty.