Paradise is Under our Noses

Yesterday I was eying the apple tree at the corner and my friend John came out and said "Help yourself, they'll just go into the dumpster!" I tied up Lily and reached for the gigantic golden apples and filled my basket. John stood on his green wooden front steps and pulled at the apple tree branches so I could reach. The apples were so heavy, I had to cut the walk short! I am going back today with my red wagon.