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Let us hide from the Moon in the moonlight
Sip some wine ere our love can take flight
Make the most of what life has to grant us
Hoping day will still follow this night
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Don't forget: pick the fruit, fresh off the tree,celebrate the holy grail: life's guarantee
of happiness where you can find it,
fill your days brimfull with potpourri
We - and I use the word 'we' loosely, as Himself did most of the stirring, made 9 kilos of fig jam.
It was not an unqualified success.
It turned out more like a chutney than a jam.
Possibly because I was a little trigger-happy with the bottle of white vinegar and the cinnamon.
Eating ripe figs straight off the tree, standing in the mild September sunshine, is an unforgettable experience.
You have to be fleet of foot to keep the birds off as the entire neighbourhood of blackbirds seems to have discovered our harvest this year. Still, there is such a glut that we can easily spare half.
