I pears are beautiful, they’re like little hand held sculptures that you pick up at the grocery store. A few weeks ago we had some really beautiful pears, they were red, Bartlett pears, really stunning. Yesterday they all landed in the composter because they’d rotted…not so beautiful any more. I’m not sure what I was saving the pears for, I knew they wouldn’t last. Pears are for eating. Life is for living; love is for expressing; air is for breathing; songs are for singing. Eat the pear, sing the song, love, breath and live your life. What are you waiting for?

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