This desire
To be
Taken
Adored
Protected
Loved
Why is it all
Living
The Past
The Future
Why not
Take
Adore
Protect
And love
This is
Desire
This is
Now
I’m told
It’s all
We have.
Smiles. A match made in heaven, I’d say. Always knew you were special, C.
Darlin’? It’s never really about peotry, is it? π Giggles Have to indulge in colored snacks a bit. Keeps the grumbles away. However, I like the grumbles so that backfired on me.
Well, Sir, I’m not sure if I should tell you. You might hold against me. Fiji, Gala, and Delicious will do, but a Honeycrisp will steal my heart. Love the sharp Crack he makes.
Know that I love, grow and advise others on the so called “heirloom” apples. I try not to judge as another’s favorite is always a good start. Sadly, far too few folks have any knowledge of God’s incredible lessons, variety and beauty in this area. These apples blow your mind and haunt your tastes. Flip side is that you never find yourself able to stomach a store apple again.
I’d take a class from you. I haven’t visited an apple farm since 2007. And it was here. I did some reading and I’m intrigued. So many of the apples sound amazing. There are varieties of apples I didn’t know existed. Shows how unworldly I really am. I should keep my mouth shut. I shake my head sometimes after realizing how simple my window to the world really is, C. Thanks for opening my window a bit.
We had a couple of hundred remaining (known, edible) varieties in the mid-ninties. There were over 10k in 1900. Lee Calhoun started searching and a couple of others joined in. Thanks to their work about a thousand “lost” ones were found. Great, great story.
You are far from the only person who’s tie to both the land and God’s wondrous way got cut when refrigeration became wide spread.
I’ll take an apple tasting event any time you are ready. I admit, my knowledge outside of corn, wheat, soybeans and milo is limited. And yes, the comforts of the grocery store has changed me. Smirk.
A different world, perhaps, but an intriguing one for sure.
Please don’t hear a judgment of you ma’am. Our whole society underwent a monumental shift. Where I live was littered with orchards. They started disappearing in the WWII era due to a couple of years of no crops from late frost kill offs. People born and raised on these orchards now come to me seeking what their parents knew but didn’t pass on. Two, three, four generations of orchardmen came before them yet they don’t know what the tree in their childhood backyard was. It was Granddad’s favorite but they never asked.
I’m not and I didn’t, I was merely poking back at myself. I’m often craving a more well rounded existence. I don’t think there’s a one of us who hasn’t wished they’d asked the questions when they had the chance. Part of life. What’s amazing is finding someone who still has the answers and hoping they will allow us to sit at their feet.
Preferences on apples: not tart, crisp, sweet, not dry..similar to my wine π
Try a Cripp’s Pink. Commonly seen sold as Pink Lady. Pink Ladys are one meeting a certain visual standard and, as such, bring a premium. Just like folks it’s the inside that matters and they are the same there.
You had me with the M&M’s (though I prefer the plain ones!). Do you stack them? Or put them into geometric shapes? Or separate them out by color? I’m guilty of that, too. Lovely thoughts, lovely photo!
Present desire
Forgotten desire
Hopeful desire
Indeed
I love’em, too. I dislike having to eat the red or blue ones, so they always go first. What’s left is a gorgeous harvest mix. Green my fav. I’d share them all with you, Butch.
Desire, Lust, Love, Crave, Want, More, Now, Yes….. All of that combined into your flow of words comes out in that DESIRE for all of it regardless of what it is. It evokes passion, pleasure and patience.
Wow…so powerful. so true. Live the moment, because it will never come again. Lovely my friend π
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Exactly!! You get me. xxxxxx
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Just have to do it…thats another matter altogether, right?
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Haha. Probably so
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I rarely indulge but I’m with you on division and by order of preference.
Wasn’t this supposed to be about poetry?
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Smiles. A match made in heaven, I’d say. Always knew you were special, C.
Darlin’? It’s never really about peotry, is it? π Giggles Have to indulge in colored snacks a bit. Keeps the grumbles away. However, I like the grumbles so that backfired on me.
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I take a good apple for a brief constitutional. Only one of us returns.
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I’d hate to be the apple. π
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Poor, poor apple….
They are good apples though.
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Mysteriously delicious, your tone. Smiles.
In truth, I’m a bit of an apple snob.
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The snob’s favorite?
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Well, Sir, I’m not sure if I should tell you. You might hold against me. Fiji, Gala, and Delicious will do, but a Honeycrisp will steal my heart. Love the sharp Crack he makes.
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Know that I love, grow and advise others on the so called “heirloom” apples. I try not to judge as another’s favorite is always a good start. Sadly, far too few folks have any knowledge of God’s incredible lessons, variety and beauty in this area. These apples blow your mind and haunt your tastes. Flip side is that you never find yourself able to stomach a store apple again.
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I’d take a class from you. I haven’t visited an apple farm since 2007. And it was here. I did some reading and I’m intrigued. So many of the apples sound amazing. There are varieties of apples I didn’t know existed. Shows how unworldly I really am. I should keep my mouth shut. I shake my head sometimes after realizing how simple my window to the world really is, C. Thanks for opening my window a bit.
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We had a couple of hundred remaining (known, edible) varieties in the mid-ninties. There were over 10k in 1900. Lee Calhoun started searching and a couple of others joined in. Thanks to their work about a thousand “lost” ones were found. Great, great story.
You are far from the only person who’s tie to both the land and God’s wondrous way got cut when refrigeration became wide spread.
See, told ya I was raised in a different world.
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I’ll take an apple tasting event any time you are ready. I admit, my knowledge outside of corn, wheat, soybeans and milo is limited. And yes, the comforts of the grocery store has changed me. Smirk.
A different world, perhaps, but an intriguing one for sure.
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Please don’t hear a judgment of you ma’am. Our whole society underwent a monumental shift. Where I live was littered with orchards. They started disappearing in the WWII era due to a couple of years of no crops from late frost kill offs. People born and raised on these orchards now come to me seeking what their parents knew but didn’t pass on. Two, three, four generations of orchardmen came before them yet they don’t know what the tree in their childhood backyard was. It was Granddad’s favorite but they never asked.
Tell me your preferences sometime.
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I’m not and I didn’t, I was merely poking back at myself. I’m often craving a more well rounded existence. I don’t think there’s a one of us who hasn’t wished they’d asked the questions when they had the chance. Part of life. What’s amazing is finding someone who still has the answers and hoping they will allow us to sit at their feet.
Preferences on apples: not tart, crisp, sweet, not dry..similar to my wine π
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Try a Cripp’s Pink. Commonly seen sold as Pink Lady. Pink Ladys are one meeting a certain visual standard and, as such, bring a premium. Just like folks it’s the inside that matters and they are the same there.
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We humans seek to connect.
(Oh, and we eat M&Ms)
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Thankful for our connection, Ma’am. Yes, we do.
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You had me with the M&M’s (though I prefer the plain ones!). Do you stack them? Or put them into geometric shapes? Or separate them out by color? I’m guilty of that, too. Lovely thoughts, lovely photo!
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I eat them by color when I can. Worst to best…blue, red, yellow, orange, brown and then green. β‘ Keeps it fun.
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I make triangles out of them — by color, of course — and eat them that way. I know they all taste the same, but the green ones are my favorite!
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It’s fun to make it a game of sorts, I think. #greenisbest
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π
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Enjoyed this one. Spoke to the never ending desire. I love peanut M&M’s. Whatever color you don’t like I’ll take.
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Present desire
Forgotten desire
Hopeful desire
Indeed
I love’em, too. I dislike having to eat the red or blue ones, so they always go first. What’s left is a gorgeous harvest mix. Green my fav. I’d share them all with you, Butch.
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I’ll take the red and blue then. π
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You get them all. Thanks for the smile.
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OOOO. I’m rich. π
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They really are the best candy, you know. So filthy rich! π
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So true. Addicting as well. π
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Yes, they can be. Must be committed when diving in. π€
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I just got an image of a pool filled with peanut M&M’s π
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Well, that’s exciting! Giggle
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Don’t even have to hold your breath
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Where’s the challenge? π
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It is a pool of M&M’s. The challenge is in the consumption.
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Ahh, yes, and wearing pants the next day. π
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Desire, Lust, Love, Crave, Want, More, Now, Yes….. All of that combined into your flow of words comes out in that DESIRE for all of it regardless of what it is. It evokes passion, pleasure and patience.
I really M&M’s too ; )
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Patience. Never have been very good at that, Duke. I believe all makes us feel alive.
M&Ms are the best. π
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Because there is only one green one…you will find another green one sis π
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You think you’re so smart. Ugh! Thanks for reading, Sissy. Green ones just understand me.
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