Climb Up My Apple Tree

LauraAll Posts, Farm Life, Healthy Living

(Remember that rhyme, “Cici, my playmate…”?)

Our one huge apple tree has been transformed into pies, pies, and more pies, not to mention a shelf full of applesauce and canned apples. Delicious.

That’s not without some old fashioned labor though, which you’ll have to imagine for yourself. (I didn’t snap a picture of Ryan balancing on a tree limb whacking the highest branches with a 30 foot extension-pole, because Vivienne and I were scurrying around, dodging the thunking apples, and picking them up as they fell. Mostly, I was just very busy praying for all of our safety.)

No wonder so many folks have written songs about “bringing in the harvest”; it is truly a glorious experience. God’s gifts, hanging bounteously on a tree.

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