Sour

Today we went to Finlaystone Country Park with nursery.  After lots of running about and outdoor adventures we had snack in the kitchen gardens.  I got a really sour apple, which produced lots of funny faces as I ate it.

"How many apples fell on Newton's head before he took the hint?  Nature is always hinting at us.  It hints over and over again.  And suddenly we take the hint."


(Robert Frost)