The is so much in here unknown
Fruit and vegetables
One lasts forever
The other adjacent all mold
Milk soured as it ages
Still useful
I can bake with it
Hard tack
And bread dried and crusty
The blue green blooms
The jam turns crystal
Coloured sugar shapes
Enticements of rot
Then sudden regrowth
Of vile and ill
The honey lasts forever
So they say
And the nuts will catch up
A slow turn as the essence of oils grow acrid
Wilted leaves
Life
Misused nurture
Ignored
Then off.
It all started well
With best recipes intended
It takes effort for preservation.
