9/23/12 by Michael Flood

"September 23rd - Apple(s)" The morning was spent picking apples at Sweetland Orchard near New Market. It was delightful - the cool morning, the crisp apples, the blue sky. Something about gathering a bounty before the winter sets in is deeply satisfying. Coming home, I discovered one apple left in my sister's tree. It's her first year in Powderhorn. This is their first tree they planted. It's a humble harvest, but isn't that everything begins. And ends?