Our last apple tree still had bushels of red and juicy apples hanging just out of reach. My sister Rachel was spending a few days. and Thursday afternoon seemed like a good day to do some apple picking. We took off our shoes so we could get a better grip on the branches going up and took turns climbing higher and higher to fetch the elusive apples. Of course, the reddest and biggest and juiciest apples seem to grow at the very top!
|Rachel in the Tree|
It was balmy and warm, and the sunshine felt like liquid gold happiness.