You can pick your friends, you can pick…….
Your neighbors apples of course! I would never pick my neighbors nose that is just plain icky!
The farmer where we had our family photos done had some great apple trees. They didn’t look like they were being picked and I didn’t want them to go to waste, so I stopped by to ask if we could pick some. I brought the kids so they didn’t think I am a total stalker. Ok, I kinda am but I am good kind of stalker I bring treats. I know a lot of stalkers bring treats but mine aren’t things like dead cats, hair and weird things. I bring yummy treats!
Apparently you must stick your tongue out to get the good apples.
The fruits of our labor. We went home with 3 huge buckets of yummy apples. Now I have a whole lot of peeling and coring to do. I have to get an apple slicer corer thingamabob(funny that is an official word, spell check even knows it) because I really don’t want to peel all of these by hand!
I think I will bring the farmer some applesauce, just to prove I am not creepy!