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The longer the fruit is on the vine the sweeter it becomes.
And the ones picked to soon, freeze packed and sold for ripe at the local Woolies or Coles or what have yous taste like board or bark or worse, lol. Sun ripe and connected to the branches is best, agreed. From apart from the tree there is no sweetness.
Good thing we can drink poison and it won't hurt us. Killed by coles. (spell check wanted to give them a capital:)
Getting old is not a crime, but it is a privilege
As my late nan used to say, "age with dignity."
You about 5 million years old, like Goldfinch and I are on here?!
It's just a number to Andy, make it an even 10. 🙂
With you all the way, (well summarised, this state called old) until - 'never be alone' - how when why, with whom?
There be the substantial questions!
Age is just a number it is what you feel that matters and at my age I feel very privileged.
Andy
Sure is! Thanks Andy.
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