Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Get Your Kleenex
Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the life of our beloved apple tree. Sadly our tree passed on today. It lived to the ripe old age of 8 1/2 years old. It was loved, it was cherished, it was family. It feed us, It shaded us, It was our joy.
Sometime during the night, it died of apple failure. We did everything we could when it was found this morning, but it was too late. All we could do was save the apples.
Now we are debating rather to replace, or expand out the beds and put the new apple trees in the back?
Apple Pie Filling anyone? I have a few hundred pounds of apples all over my living room floor.