The juice of a crisp apple is just one thing that reminds me of autumn. As I was making a snack one chilly day a couple weeks ago, I was compelled to take a picture of this perfect apple. I wanted to share these snap shots with you.
A Frolic in the Orchard
A Frolic in the orchard is what I had one day
The apples ripe and rosy came to join me at my play
The glow of the pink sky, seemed to smile and say
Come frolic in the orchard, I’d like to watch you play.