Monday, October 8, 2012

freshly picked off dripping limbs

While driving along the backroads we found an overgrown apple orchard. The grass was long and folded, the tree branches hung low weighed down with gigantic red fruits.  The ground was littered with apples, hundreds of them, freshly fallen and still glistening on the ground.

Everything looked delicious and neglected so I took a few apples and a few photos too with the help of my talented mother.

Thanks mom. Thanks orchard. Sorry farmers who lost their magical orchard to the bank.
Bank, eat me.

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