My husband and I walk each morning and we pass by a house with
two apple trees, loaded down with fruit that is going unpicked. I finally got up the nerve to approach the owner about picking some and she graciously said help yourself. Today was a gorgeous day, so off I go with shopping tote in hand to pick some apples.
The best laid plans ....
The apples were out of my reach, although I managed to snag a few from the lower branches. While contemplating how to retrieve my bounty a nice gentleman stops and suggests I just shake the branches. So I reach up and give one a firm shake and am immediately bombarded by apples.
I have decided to leave my apple picking to the stand at the
farmers market.
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