Wednesday, 19 October 2011

my! what red apples you have!

winter is fast approaching, and with these blustery days it is bringing the beginnings of that warm, spicy excitement for christmas. all summer long i've watched the tree's at the bottom of my parents garden swell and stretch, preparing themselves for the fruit they will bear. and now as autumn whispers and hushes, their branches have grown heavy with mouth watering apples and pears; with skin soft and ripe to the touch and juicy flesh so sweet you can't bear to lose one drop.
as i collect the fruit in baskets i can almost hear the tree's breathe a sigh of relief that their work is done, and their bough's creak as they settle in for the long rest the sleep through winter will bring them.