This past summer Bill canned the pears from our newly planted pear tree — 6 small jars in total! And we hadn’t expected any fruit the first year. I took a picture before he took 3 of them over to our daughter . . . then never got around to sketching them. Until today.
Only one more sketch and this journal will be filled (and only one more day of this unusual year). Maybe tomorrow I’ll choose a new sketchbook and draw it.
I found the quote on Instagram or Facebook last August and saved a screenshot of it. Another delayed bit that finally made it into my journal.
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