
...and apple picking. September 26th is Johnny Appleseed's birthday.

Each year about this time, we pick apples from a tree growing beside the road that leads to our house.

No one but us and the deer care that it's free food....ripe for the picking.

O'dog starts out by selectively picking the reddest and largest apples...then becomes less choosy...just shakes the tree...allowing the apples to come falling.

Soon he moves on to something else entirely more fascinating......

...and finds something with which to kill the creepy crawlies.

Miss. Livi is all about the apple picking. She's thinking about carmel apple pie......

...apple fritters......

...apple sauce......

...apple cider......

...kerplonk!.....

...Ouch! Will she laugh......

...or will she cry?

Oh good, she's okay...and it
was funny.

Is this the offending apple?

A full basket.

A bit tart.....

...but delicious none the less!
5 comments:
I know how you can make a buck or million......... publish some photo journals! Your photography is so spectacular and your words put such life and laughter to them..... full of meaning! Sign me up for the first autographed copy!!! I mean it!
Can anyone say "Amen"?? I have to agree with Beanball one hundred percent. You have such a talent with words, you are funny and you are sweet and you make your love for your children and your life very apparent. Your pictures capture so much. Love Mom
You two ladies are very sweet but DELUSIONAL! :o)
Not delusional, neither of us. We think this is a very viable business for you to create out of your true talent.
Not delusional, neither of us. We think this is a very viable business for you to create out of your true talent.
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