
It helps.
Some days are bad days. On days like that, I eat apples. It doesn’t make everything better, but it helps.
It helps.
Some days are bad days. On days like that, I eat apples. It doesn’t make everything better, but it helps.
Snow and plants do not mix.
It snowed yesterday. Quite a bit, actually. It melted pretty quick too, and it didn’t stick to the streets. Normally I wouldn’t care much either way, but I’ve recently learned that snow at this time of year will hurt all the fruits that have just started growing. In short, a bad thing.
Let’s hope the snow hasn’t done too much damage to the fruits around here, or at least that the farmers know how to protect their crops. My idea was a giant umbrella…which tells me that I’m never going to be a farmer. Best stick to drawing pictures.
She’s the scariest midnight eater under five feet tall.
The hour becomes late. I hunger. Not particularly for apples, but for popcorn. And the stick people flee the apple eater with red hair. Why do they flee? What fate awaits their dark flight into the night? We may never know.
Well, Christmas is almost done as I’m writing this. Have you gotten everything you wanted this year? If not, did you have a good time? I’d trade all of my gifts for being with family and having a peaceful night, but I don’t have to. It’s been another good holiday, and I hope you’re all feeling the same.