What if fruit got left out too long …….for love of course but better? And what if cabbage was put down into jars as …….children grab swings …….but tart as well …….and lids at last? What if summers all walked back in time …….like soured milk perhaps for years and years …….to froth? And what if our joys …….turned into this and more — …….as worlds of fresh …….were made to change? And opened crocks brewed such sour grins …….for…...
