Monday, January 17, 2011

Winter Ripe

Persimmon branches
honey heavy, suspended.
Turning brown untouched.









7 comments:

  1. Lovely photographs, and poem to go along with them. California winters are just another spring.

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  2. Love the shots - we are enjoying fall when every one else is under snow :)

    (tho LA was 80 this past wkend)

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  3. What my old dad would give for those persimmons! Beautiful words and photo, Dianne.

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  4. I've never seen persimmon before....neat...

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  5. It doesn't grow in this part of the world...never tasted one before. But, it is available at most of the hypermarkets.

    Only the branches laden with fruits shall humbly touch the earth. Just like a man of wisdom who humbles himself along his life. Excellent shots and poem.

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