by Ingrid Lochamire | Oct 14, 2014 | Faith
The three dwarf apple trees we’ve cultivated on our farm for many years are nearly void of apples this fall. Last year at this time, the branches were so laden that many touched the ground. We were begging people to come and pick apples. It’s possible...
by Ingrid Lochamire | Sep 6, 2013 | Uncategorized
I wrap my fingers around the warmth of its redness, and the apple fairly drops into my palm. Two-fisted, I pluck one, then another and another. The crop is so heavy — branches bowed to the ground, leaves splayed onto the grass. There is a bounty this year. These...
