Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.

Home from work , out in the garden gathering up the fallen fruits



Girls are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the
tree. The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they are
afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten
apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy.So the apples at the
top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing.
They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who's brave
enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.

"seeking to empty a barrel of rotten apples just to fill it with rotten pears." WB Yeats