Wednesday, September 28, 2011

apples on the ground.

i went picking for some apples.
tis the season.
right?

right.

so convinced a friend
to join me
and we headed off
on one delightfully autumnal
day.

after all
this is why
fall is so dearly loved.

because it produces
these sorts of days...
some might call them
perfect.


this particular apple orchard:
truly did have it all.

hay mountains.
corn mazes.
open grills.
friendly animals.
kind staff members.

i was mostly interested
in the apples.
and picking my own.
and my friend?
she was interested in
a hay ride.

lucky us. 
we could head in the
same direction.



upon paying for our
plastic bag
that allowed us to
begin our search for
our
peck of apples,
we were one of the many
swarmingly
eager
apple-pickers
roaming the rows.

it was late in the day.
and the rows had thoroughly
 been picked over.
and we quickly noticed
the apple trees
no longer held any
apple in their branches.

i spotted a rosy apple
under a tree.
i picked it up.
inspected it.
thought about it.
then i bit.


and do you know?
it was perfect.

a little boy accompanied
by his parents
mimicked my action.

"honey! no! that's icky!
we don't eat things on the ground."
said his mom.

she took his hand and
the small boy and i
exchanged confused looks
as he passed by.

many of the 
eager
apple-pickers flew by
with frustrated remarks about,
"how there are no apples left!"
and
"don't they know there are no
apples here!"
and before we knew
it.
we were quite alone
amongst the bare trees.

and we began to notice.
that some someones
were dearly loving the
apples absence from
the trees.


and so this is how
our apple-picking trip
turned into an 
apple-seeking trip.

because instead of looking up
for apples.
we roamed and dug around
with the bees
to see what we could find.



and we found some beauties.
some might even have 
called these apples...
perfect.






           




you do you know?
we filled our whole peck.

and i had such a nice time.
i think i'll go back
next year.





perhaps next time
i will actually have the 
opportunity to
pick.
the apple from the tree.

but perhaps not.
and either way.
i'll still eat it.

because yes.
i do.
and i will.
 eat food on the ground.



until next 
autumnal activity...