I looked up at the tree as I walked by. Little clumps of pears staring back down at me. I noticed a couple on the ground outside the fence.
"Maybe I should pick those up"
As I looked at the tree over my shoulder while I continued walking by I watched a pear fall right to the grass.
That was a direct invitation from the tree.
I walked over to the grass parking strip, picked up the four good-looking ones and continued on my way home.
It's always amazing to taste a fruit in season and naturally ripened. If it's possible, it simply tastes more like a pear. Sweet and crisp and delicious.