Sunday, October 12, 2008

Apples and an appeal

This is the last apple I picked this afternoon.

Good harvest it was. One apple per day ...
And the best of all:

Again I did not fall from the ladder. :)

Well, and now Mrs. J. does insist on us having a glass of red, as after midnight I shall not be as young as I am now. :)


  1. An apple a day, keeps the doctor away.

    So they say.

    Red wine of course, is good too.

  2. Excellent harvest and congratulations on maintaining your balance on the ladder.

    Alles gute zum Geburtstag!

    Zum Geburtstag viel Gluk.........
    Zum Geburtstag viel Gluk.........
    Viel Gluk zum Geburtstag........
    Zum Geburtstag viel Gluk.........


  3. make cider sean. do it now. it has anti-aging properties. or it makes you not worry for your lost years of youth. same thing. i was mistaken for a lecturer today. it must be the coat.

    p.s. don't forget to throw away the ladder after climbing ;)

  4. they look delicious. especially the last oneç

  5. Ah now that is a fine harvest. Bon appetit!

  6. Crushed,
    indeed, both they're fine medicine. :)

    thank you twice - for the good wishes and for the song.

    Professor Morrell :)
    thanks for the advice.
    As for the postscriptum: Sometimes one would just need a lovely daughter mowing the grass while one has left the ladder and is standing on a branch with just one foot. Suddenly the ladder had disappeared.

    Great laughter afterwards.

    Superhero, Jams, Cherrypie,
    thanks. They are delicious, indeed.