I know it has been a while since I wrote anything, and at times I feel a desire to blog, but I really can't seem to find a good topic. It has been a good two day weekend for me, filled with lots of reading (that book I accidentally picked up during my last book store visit, is magically captivating, and I can't even say why), and a bit of knitting, but nothing big to write about or even think about.
So, as this little gift of rest is coming to an end, I feel compelled to write about apples. Yes, apples - I use to love them as a kid, but only when my grandma would cut them in quarters and decore them, I would engulf them many at a time. They were from our own trees, mind you, and were ten times more flavorful and delicious than any I tasted from the store. But today as it nears midnight, I, all of a sudden, felt like treating myself to a quartered apple, as I try to cram as much reading as I can before falling asleep.
Life is good!