Ripe raspberry stain
on a yellow tablet—
one of several waiting
when I got back
from busy somewhere in the heat.
First-year canes producing
delight again and again.
You speak with gestures—
this paper blessed
with remembering.
Happy Birthday, Robbin!!







John;
Few things more tasty than a sweet raspberry just picked!
Happy Monday,
Suz
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Thank you and you’re absolutely right.
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My mouth’s watering, John.
janet
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Happy Birthday, Robbin! Hopefully John will bake you a fresh raspberry cobbler! Enjoy the day.
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I’ll get right on it, Linda. Instead she’s playing nurse after my oral surgery this afternoon. I owe her more than cobbler.
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I love it . . .
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It’s this kind of thing that make wonderful memories. And happy birthdays, too.
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Indeed, Happy Birthday Robbin!
Brings back 60 year old memories of 80 feet of boysenberries and a bowl of cream.
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