Posts Tagged ‘apples’
Here a Deer.
There a Deer.
… and a John Deer?
This herd is pretty giddy about a tree full of ripening apples.
The little fawn does a jig clear across the lawn and the rest refuse to be disuaded by that odd looking deer, the mower (at least for the most part).
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This morning, my husband and I debated whether the apples were hitting the ground early. Almost all have fallen from the dog yard tree. Tim swears this is normal but I just checked my personal almanac – a video of our dogs picking the last of the apples in ’09. It was filmed on OCTOBER 5th.
Last I checked, we are smack dab in the middle of August, famous for the high heat and humidity known as the dog days of summer. On Friday’s drive home from the Jersey Shore where the average temperature was in the mid 90s, the digits dropped steadily as we neared Albany, NY. Upstate trees along the Taconic were yellowing. Some had gone so far as to turn RED! Don’t believe me? These pictures were taken in our front yard this morning.
Fall. ‘Tis the season for woolly sweaters, falling leaves, butternut squash, pumpkins … and gobs of apples.
This last detail is a treasured favorite among our dogs. As each sweet, succulent bauble dangles and then, at the peak of ripeness, drops from a branch, Shamus (our Newfoundland rescue) and Emmett (our mischievous, mixed-breed foster) come charging forth. “Gifts from the Great Treat God!” they must be thinking.
And why should humans be the only beings to savor the perfect apple as we devour a steaming, fresh-baked pie with heaps of vanilla ice cream on top? That thought has never crossed the minds of our pooches. They have shamelessly devoured mass numbers of apple treats during this year’s harvest (as evidenced by a recent increase in gastro-intestinal rumblings) with nary a care for moderation or just who those apples belong to. For that, I applaud them.
