No this is not my garden today, it’s looking as dull and grey as everybody else’s. But I thought there’d be no harm in brightening up the page with a memory of one of the glorious October days when I picked dozens of apples. Our orchard has half a dozen apple trees, and two of them regularly produce 1500 apples (between them) in a good season. That’s a heck of a lot of processing, and I usually manage to foist most of them onto my family and neighbours. As for my friends, they duck when they see me coming with a bag of apples and I’d rather have their friendship.
This is just my way of excusing myself for the fact there’s no real blog this week.
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