It’s October and there was a stranger picking apples from our tree this week.
I mean, not exactly strangers. The lady – Barb – comes by every year. She comes by about a month early every year and we tell her our apples will be ready in October, so she came by Friday with a grandson and picked a couple bushels I think.
(Every time I say bushel, I hear my grandmother singing “I love you a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck…”)
(Turns out it’s from Guys and Dolls! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UfnwhlywWjA )
Then today, Ezra, who lives a block away, stopped in – he left a message a month ago and turns out, no big surprise, that he works at the same university that I do. He makes cider! And he offered us some sweet cider in return. Continue reading