September here in New York is Apple Picking Time. Upstate New York is loaded with apple farms and when my mom was alive and my children were young we would go to the farms and have a fun day of picking apples and we would be bring home plenty, not counting what the kids ate before picking. 😉
Apple Picking Time
Their smiling faces reaching high
Picking apples from the tree.
Mama watches her children's joy
Filling their baskets gleefully.
The farmer smiles watching too
As they run to pick another.
Adding to their apple baskets
As Mama holds their baby brother.
Fresh apple pies for dessert
When at home they will bake.
Treats for Papa when he sees
The oven filled with pies and cake.
Toni Taddeo ©
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Apple picking painting found on the net with no artist's credit sad to say. So dear friends and family until the next time be blessed.
Like the poem and the quote! Happy apple season.
ReplyDeleteI think I remember apple trees on my aunt and uncle's farm. What I remember was going "huckleberrying" as a child. Love your sweet poem!
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness...that picture took me back to my earliest childhood on our farm in PA, and we used to go apple picking and cherry picking up by Lake Erie. That baby in the mother's arms looks so much like I did as a baby, I had to look again. That could be our family when I was a child...One of my two brothers in the tree, my sister on the ground, and my mother holding me. Just missing my oldest brother and my dad, but they were probably busy on the farm. Goodness that makes me want to cry it is so realistic to my memories, even though I was very young...Thank you for sharing this. It certainly blessed my day.
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