Outside her bedroom window was a pear tree on which the pears were now ripe; she cold almost see them in a Pre-Raphaelite perfection of colour and detail, leaves and fruit. September was her favorite month - the garden full of dahlias and zinnias, Victoria plums to be bottled, pears and apples to be 'dealt with' windfalls to be collected and sorted. It had been a good year for fruit and there would be a lot to do."
No Fond Return of Love
Barbara Pym
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