Our apple tree has flowered, and dropped, and I'm hoping that this year will be a better year for apples than last year. We had a rather piddly harvest last fall, mostly because caterpillars demolished our apple trees in the early spring. This year it appears someone has been munching on leaves, but the teeny little wannabe apples look okay, so far.
I'm not totally off topic here, because it does tie in with apples, but recently I was reading a book by Louise Erdrich called The Painted Drum. It was interesting and beautifully written, and I found this passage that I loved so dearly that I read it over and over. It gave me pause. The words ebbed and flowed through me like soothing tides. I wanted to share it with you.
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself that you tasted as many as you could.
Go ahead. Read it again. I did. I read it over and over. Each time I read it, it seemed to grow more poignant. This fall? I'm going to sit by the apple tree and taste as many as I can.
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