My Pear Paradise


Golly, has it really been over a week since I last posted?  I do apologize—you know how it is this time of year.  Truth is, I barely even touched the computer when my favorite people in the world were home (that would be my children, of course).  It was lovely having them here, though the time passed all too quickly.   Besides the usual Thanksgiving turkey, dressing, green beans, mashed potatoes, etc., we had a Thanksgiving kitten

Well, not for dinner, of course…ha,ha.  It was a stray (probably feral) kitten who wandered up to our doublewide.  We fed her and made her a soft little bed outside, but she would have none of that.  When she heard us laughing inside, she climbed up the window screen repeatedly to peer in, clinging to the screen and meowing indignantly all the while!  In fact, we’re going to have to replace all three screens now—they are so damaged from the kitty’s claws.  She was both amusing and entertaining (if a little destructive), but we’re really dog people, so we took her to the Humane Society where I feel quite sure she’ll win someone’s heart. 

Besides kids and kittens, we’ve had a most bountiful yield of pears to keep us busy.  In fact, we just harvested our last ones three weeks ago.  As you can see from the picture above (taken back in October) showing the pear windfall, the trees produced a bumper crop this year, with some pears as big as softballs!  And the three big tubs of pears you see below are but a drop in the bucket (no pun intended) compared to overall pear production.  We’ve been eating and sharing and cooking and baking…and still, we have pears.  We put them in our pseudo-cellar (which is to say…in the crawlspace) hoping that we might be able to preserve them for a little longer. 


The sweetest and juiciest pears were the ones that fell naturally from the trees, so every day (before the groundhog could get them!), I picked up pears, a pleasant task in the warm autumn sun.  I was fascinated by all the winged creatures feasting on the fallen pears.  Yellow jackets, wasps, hornets, and honeybees dined side by side, buzzing drowsily, not seeming to care when I stumbled over them.  I was able to watch them up close as they moved across the yellow pear globes, like little winged astronauts exploring new planets.  There were so many, in fact, that I had to pick up each pear gingerly, lest I disturb one of the explorers.



Of all the things I make with pears, our favorite is pear nut bread, preferably warm right out of the oven with a glass of milk.  In fact, it’s probably the reason Blue Ridge Blue Collar Man and I have gained…ahem…several pounds lately.   After all, pears are good for you.  Right?


Anyway, I took a picture of a couple of pears that I had peeled and I was going to post it with the caption “A Pair of Pared Pears.”  Because, as you may recall, I really like puns.  But I am aware that not everyone shares my affinity for wordplay, and, sadly, some people are actually quite annoyed by it.  So I shall refrain.

I’ll just eat my pair of pared pears, with the sweet juice running down my chin, as I sit in the sun on my porch, thankful for another day…in Pearadise. 🙂


16 Responses to “My Pear Paradise”

  1. chris Says:

    I too had a bounty of pears and apples this year. I can or freeze them once they start to over ripen. Nothing’s better in the dark of winter than to open a can of pears. Yum.

  2. Pat Says:

    “A pair of pared pairs”…I love it! Also loved your story of the winged explorers…and your view, as always.

  3. Pat Says:

    I knew I’d get the pun spelling wrong.

  4. Judy Says:

    Beth, I love, love, love your puns and find them so amusing! Had to laugh when you said you did not have the kitten for dinner. When I lived on the farm we had lots of pears, too, and they are so wonderful in the fall of the year. I used to make pear preserves back then but don’t remember how I did it. I know I had a recipe. I don’t blame you for not being online when your children are home. Family comes first. I have not been online a lot lately either. Lots of stuff to do for Christmas. Just loved seeing the bee pictures, too.

  5. wesleyjeanne Says:

    Great photos, wonderful story.
    You keep me hungry talking about your delicious pear bread!

    And thanks for clarifying about (not) eating the kitty.

  6. Clara Melvin Says:

    Beth, I love your puns also. Would you post the recipe for the pear nut bread? Talking about cats and kittens….we have a cat and have thought all the time that “it” was a boy cat. I never did look to confirm this, because I thought my son knew the difference between boy and girl cats. We named him Otis. Come to find out “Otis” is a girl. Can you change the name Otis into a girl’s name? I love your pictures today!

  7. Jeff Says:

    Puns? What’s wrong with puns? Didn’t Shakespeare have fun with them? Pearadise … I love it! I imagine that it would be no fun at all to pick up a pear with a yellowjacket hidden under it!

  8. Benjamin Says:

    Well, I’m glad to hear you didn’t “pearish” when you picked up yellow-jacket covered fruit. It is “apearant” from your post that you have a love of word play. It was passed on to the second generation, alas…

  9. June Says:

    We had a stray cat come to BBR a couple of years ago…made himself right at home…and remarkably, Shaynee got along with him. We didn’t really want a cat but he was so loving that we decided to take him to FL. He would have none of that. No way he was going into a car or a crate. You can imagine the scene. We ended up leaving him a bed under the front deck, but as we suspected, by the time we got back in the spring he had moved on. I suspect the kitten was a little easier to handle 🙂 Yummy looking pears!

  10. June Says:

    PS…loving the word play…especially fond of Benjamin’s

  11. luckypennies Says:

    Those bee photos are fantastic!

    I also adore your puns. And you must share them, in spite of the pear-ils of pun rejection. I think your puns are pear-fect and pear-suading.

  12. CountryDew Says:

    Pear bread sounds absolutely wonderful! I had never heard of it before but I bet it is really good. Particularly with a little butter…

    Love your photos, as always.

  13. Benjamin Says:

    😉 Ariel, a chip off the ol’ block

  14. Benjamin Says:

    Or LuckyPennies, should I say?

  15. Sara Says:

    Looks absolutely pear-fect!

  16. colleen Says:

    I’m still having a love affair with my apples, making a crisp every other day. It has become a staple meal, that with a piece of cheese.

    There was on pear tree in the same abandoned orchard. I picked some pears but they went bad before I ate them because I was eating apples!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s