Wednesday, July 29, 2009


it did take two failed attempts,
with baskets in hand
and shoes donned
when we scurried out into the yard
to catch that moment
in between intermittent rainfall.
but our third time was a charm
and we gathered only those
that were long
sad and lonely,
fallen and anxiously awaiting
eager little hands
to scoop them up,
wash them well,
cut out a worm hole or two,
a bake them in a sharlotka.

the further fate
of more of them delicious rounds:
it's not the garden-o-plenty
i long dream of,
but sweet harvest

1 comment:

Emma said...

How fun. I'm excited for apple season here this you, and have similar plans for a few pounds.