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Monday, June 9, 2008

Apple blossoms are a reminder of my background. My grandfather, uncles, and aunts were apple growers in Sebastopol, California. I grew up running barefoot through the warm, soft soil of the apple orchard. Eating apples fresh from the tree, warmed by the sun, was my daily snack during apple season. I have many memories of building tunnels with the apple boxes and crawling through the dirt. What a mess my cousins and I must have been by the end of the day with dirt and apple juice running down our arms. Thus I have chosen the apple blossom as my heading for my hearts delight of today.
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  1. UnknownJune 11, 2008 at 7:02 AM

    Welcome tot he blog-o-sphere!
    Melissa from ATAA
    www.melissabishop.com

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