When we moved into the new house it was winter, so this first spring and summer have brought a few nice surprises. The best one so far is that a tall, scraggly tree in the corner suddenly burst out with leaves and a whole bunch of weird fruit.
Not quite apple, not quite pear, these rough-skinned, round fruits were crispy, juicy, and DELICIOUS.
After consulting my facebook friends, we realized that we were the proud new owner of a big ole Asian Pear tree. And it was covered with fruit. Covered!
The girls are thrilled. They sneak out there as often as they can and pull down a piece of fruit to munch on. Seems like every time we look outside they’re sitting on the playstructure chewing, chatting, and giggling.
Yum, now that’s the kind of surprise I can really get behind!
PS: I LOVE the commenter who said “The term "Asian Pear" gave me goosebumps - (Asian Pair?)!!!! Coincidence? I think not!” Wow, didn’t even think of it that way. Now that I saw that comment, I’m also reminded of our referral call when the adoption agency lady told us the girls’ Chinese names and said “And their middle names mean pair” and I said “Pear like the fruit or pair like two? Oh... Duh...” Hee.