Brass Pumpkin Scan : 無料・フリー素材/写真
Brass Pumpkin Scan / Jannie-Jan
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| 説明 | Listen to the poem HERE.PICKING CHESTNUTS- Jan McLaughlinThe last of the sweetest corn is in.The tomato patch begins to thin.The final field of beans comes on.Leaves careen.Acorns plop and thud in windthat cracks the woods near which we live.Rain moves down the fields in waves.Because they fall, it's time to pickthe chestnuts where they land.Like Easter eggs, they hide before our hands.Their shells reflect and glisten.We listen.Before the chest, the hazels drop.With hammer and a nail the hazel'schipped apart for its meat that holdsits perfect winter oils;the beginning of the laying on of fat.This fundamental commercepays one buck a nutfrom Mother's grocery money;makes me again a girlin my mother's housewhere a gentle, persistent order reigns;the discipline of days in whichone always wakes this day to watering,and that, to baking;the daily foraging for foodso fresh and close the roots singthe names of their leaveseven as they slide down throatsto return again to soil.We share the joy ofthe coming on of chestnuts.The first day a few,then in the first cold rainone hundred.I prosper.We hold the gathered nuts in bowls,where they turn from white to brown in air,hardening.You can't take them 'til they're ready.Hulls with nails are haughty warning.Chestnuts.Boiled are best:hot and rife with wood & smokeeven without coals.We tangle with the squirrels.Chestnuts.Autumn's Easter hunt. |
| 撮影日 | 2007-11-03 05:28:22 |
| 撮影者 | Jannie-Jan |
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