Thursday, January 6, 2011

pinching cheek

Joe keeps a close watch on the ripening produce in Granny's garden.  We ran out of bought(!) apples the other day and he recommended checking the orchard.
"I love pinching fruit", he said, as we sneakily went round with the billy can.
The orchard has been around for as long as there has been a farm here, and there are people in their 80's who remember childhood summers when they crept up the creek to raid the trees. When we came to look at the place in 1988, my brother and I fought our way through chicken wire and grass to an apple tree down the back.  The fruit was big, red and perfect from the first cheeky bite. 
It makes me smile to see the custom continued.

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