Sometimes you just need an interruption. It can be something as simple as a phone call. In this case it was a good house cleaning but it needed to be something with focus so the brain didn't go round and round or as someone once said, (it wasn't Einstein) "Insanity is repeating the same mistakes and expecting different results". Funny that all this mental hoopla was about tarts. Nevertheless the sun was out and the windows were open and letting in a much needed gentle breeze. The damp ground smelling of spring carried with it the anticipation and promise of the garden, the orchard and all the wonderful dishes that would come from all the veggies and fruits. The orchard is young so there aren't many fruits yet but with each passing year there are more and more. It was thinking about the gorgeous pears that the Colette trees produced that spawned these tartlets. Early next fall, and many times through the winter, when the pears are ripe the tartlets will be made again. The vision is already in place, first will be a languid lunch in the orchard with the tartlets as the first course. <br /> <br />

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