Dear Harvest Festival QuinceGiver

Missed connection:
You:
Man?  Woman?  Angel?  I know not, nor do I much care.  All I know is that you are the generous spirit who left a whole box of quince on the sharing table at the Harvest Festival edibles contest.  

Me:
A jam-maker utterly thrilled to pieces to find your largess, even now peeling the leathery skin off the treasure, tenderly stirring it with lemon juice from my own tree, and cutting it into two crockpots for quince butter.

Object:  Find you, and give you a gratitude jar, and my email, in case you need a home for more forlorn quince.

Thankful,
Morrisasherman@gmail.com