This morning as we pulled out of the driveway I told the kids how each flower on the apple tree will become an apple. Sam actually rolled his eyes at me because apparently I've told them that a time or two already. While I'm glad that we got to be around for one more blossom season, I'm a little sad that we'll miss out on the harvest in October. I'll always think of Maggie when the apples are in season now, since she was just a wee little bundle when we harvested last year. I hope that whoever ends up here cares for and enjoys the trees as much as we have. The end is worth the means.
3 comments:
oh, good. So you're getting lots of "I know, mom"'s too?
But I'm pretty amazed at the whole "each flower is an apple" thing too, and I'm almost 34 years old.
I didn't forget about the Franklin Inst. I just haven't had a day when I could even consider taking off work in the past month. Boo work.
Leaving a house is always bittersweet.
awwwwwww
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