I'm a little fanatical about apples this time of year - specifically other peoples apples - because our own apple trees are not producing yet and for some reason organic apples are not to be found anywhere in this town unless you pick them straight from the tree.
When I walk down a back alley and notice that apple trees are going unpicked or fruit is piling up on the ground, I feel compelled to go around front to ask if it would be alright if I picked just a few. Usually, I end up going home with more than I know what to do with. But somehow, our family finds a use for them all.
I know my husband does not share my compulsion to ask complete strangers for their apples, but I must admit I am motivated by the little thrill I get when I see our baskets full of that salvaged, perfect fruit - fruit that was otherwise destined for the garbage bin - and the visions of yummy applesauce, jellies and pies soon to follow.
Linked to Barn Hop, Harvest Monday, Sweet Shot Tuesday, Garden Tuesday, Simple Lives Thursday.