A dried grape is a raisin, and a dried plum is a prune. I don't know what a dried persimmon is called, but this is what it looks like.

For a bit of refreshing color, also on my office window sill.
My spider plant's babies with ginkgo leaves picked up in front of the building last month. I didn't arrange this; I just looked over from the persimmon, and there it was.

I looked at my desk after taking the above, and liked the vignette with the apple and headphones. Then I noticed the Bradford pear leaves picked up last year, still holding shape and color. The Japanese character on the monitor is a phone charm brought home from Japan by one of my friends at work. I think it means good luck.
The apple is a Golden Russet, hand carried to me from the east. Russets are not magazine-picture apples, and their skin is rough rather than smooth and shiny. They are delicious (unlike, say Red Delicious, which are mealy and tasteless).
This one was yummy.


I don't mind winter's cold.
I mind that it's dark when I walk home.

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