Monday, October 13, 2014
An Apple a DAY. . .
Do you know what I love BEST about this time of year? The APPLES that are getting RIPE on the tree in our yard. I cannot cannot cannot resist those delicious juicy APPLES. There is something indescribable about the first bite - that crisp crunch. . . the sweet juice dribbling down my jowls. . . the OH-SO- DIVINE burst of apple-y flavor when I start to chew.
CHEW? Did I say c-h-e-w? I never chew anything. I must be delirious with APPLE love to say that I actually chew anything. But nonetheless, the apple-y flavor does burst into my mouth sending love signals to my brain. And then I am stuck in an apple bog from which I never want to leave.
I spend inordinate amounts of time in the yard these days just stealing an apple here and an apple there. Even though our tree is a dwarf tree, I cannot really reach any but the lowest branches and must limit my scrounging for apples to those under the tree.
WOE is the day Auntie T chooses to pick the apples.