After having time for myself, I came home and my husband surprised with this photograph. He took the strawberries out of the Driscoll's ugly plastic box and placed them in my favorite green bowl. I thought of William Carlos Williams and his poem about plums.I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
savingfor breakfast
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold
Of course, my husband later confessed that he didn't eat any of the strawberries claiming they were delicious, so sweet, but so filled with chemicals........
Mi problema es que despues de ver en accion las abonadoras de azufre o las regadoras de pesticida que le hemos entregado a Driscoll, me lo pienso dos veces antes de utilizar sus fresas para el desayuno.
ReplyDeletePero lindas y dulces y deliciosas si son.