Me and sister-cousins Ariel and Tova, plus over-competitive boys Harris and Reuben, picked Cortlands ("it's a good all-around apple" said the guy) this weekend in western Mass. My favorite things: autumn afternoon light, leaves fluttering in the breeze, ripening crisp apples turning their red cheeks to the sun. The branches are just about exploding with fruit.
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hey --so are Reuben (maybe) and Harris (really?) any more competitive than the three of you "sister-cousins" And who picked the most best apples? were there any prizes?
ps.--thanks for my apple it was the best food I ate all weekend. there is nothing like an apple straight off teh tree, unless it's (sweet) corn straight off the cornstalk, or raspberries off the bush, or . . .
Harris started it!
us gals were more interested in eating apples, and (against the rules) climbing the trees, and petting the dogs. Ariel was searching for the perfect apples, and I think got the most best. No prizes, only joy.
who is this?
(i have a guess.)
you guys look great in this picture. hot, all five of you. makes me think of that devon sproule song. (of course.)
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