First a picture of the Empire State Building from yesterday...
made to look as if it was taken a million billion years ago...
like this very pear-like pear
which seems to have a distinct personality.
Tuberorses at Union Square should come with smell-o-rama - they are so blissful and lovely and tragic.
Some herbs from the roof look melancholy too - all that sepia-saga coloring - like playing music in a minor key.
Anyway
they look more cheerful in color on the old black table.
Fruit with slants from the blinds on them - to echo the stripes on the eggplant.
Vivid
Like the heirloom tomatoes which look very odd but taste good.
These are very small, hard crabapples. Yes, I know you can make crabapple jelly - except no one ever eats it. Crabapples probably best used as missiles by teenagers - which is what hapened to the black-spotted ones we never sprayed when I had a crabapple tree on Long Island.
I digress.
Joy and woe combined: the first pumpkins at Union Square.
What a fancy stem this one has!
And now for some melancholy pumpkins.
