November 22, 2011

Listen to Robert Frost read After Apple Picking

My long two-pointed ladder’s sticking through a tree
Toward heaven still,
And there’s a barrel that I didn’t fill
Beside it, and there may be two or three
Apples I didn’t pick upon some bough.
But I am done with apple-picking now.  
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Someday, I’ll share my own New England reflections on the end of apple season and the largesse of three full-size apple trees.

Photo credit: Julian Dobson, Wikimedia Commons