This apple tree grew up from the seed of an Ida Red, my favorite kind. The sun had just come out after a rain, and is seen reflected in the apple. Last year, this tree had 2 bushels of apples, but this year, after a night that fell to 18 degrees below zero, there was just this one. I was blessed with the luxury of being able to look at it out the window while writing.
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