Message in an apple
This lovely apple was one of many, probably 25 pounds or more, that my dear friend Kimberly gave me Sunday. Knowing my hand isn’t working well and seeing the apples on my porch, my sweet neighbor offered to peel and cut them all for me. It took her most of the afternoon and she brought back buckets of cut apples except for this one. She said she saw it and simply could not cut it up. How neat is that? I wanted you to see it Kim, thank you again.