Wednesday, September 14, 2016

rotting fruit fermenting on the wet ground

The mangoes are gone- except for a scattered few under the mango trees half eaten; rats? Another season past.



I wonder if they would have made fine tropical clafoutis - with a fine cup of strong black coffee.




In lieu of ripe mango, here we have peaches and blueberries. This homemade tart has a big busty flavor. 
The fourth quarter:
The sun is reclining in the southern sky
The days are shorter and shorter
Dollie Parton is a genius
Surely as great as Cole Porter





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