drajj5
Gold Member
I'll bite,,,
I was 13 and adventurous; and it was a beautiful weekend to "get lost" in the woods behind my home. I had ventured into the thick laurel that was growing everywhere behind our homeplace in the forest but had never went beyond the laurel thicket. Feeling invincible, I trekked deeper than I had ever been before; crossing each ridge while taking a 'mental note' of where I was. The woods gave way to a clearing which looked to have been an overgrown pasture, "Blackberry bushes were thick and slowing my pace". I was becoming thirsty and looked the terrain over for a low lying area where there would be a creek to get a drink from. I found a tree instead.... This tree was old and slap full of apples, apples strewn all over the ground that had fallen recently.
I kicked a few of them out of the way and sat against that tree surveying the ground for the "perfect apple", soon I spotted one that looked perfect wiped that sucker on my shirt and bit into it. This was quite possibly the best apple I had ever eaten, in fact I was shocked that a tree that had not been pruned and had grown disproportionately large could produce such an awesome apple. After gorging myself on them, I quickly used my shirt as a "carry all" filling the front of it like a sack. Getting close to dark, I made my way home with my sack of apples heading back through those blackberries with thorns that seemed determined to thwart any forward movement. With each ridge I crested an apple core was discarded- I couldn't stop eating them. Finally making it to my familiar laurel thicket knowing I was home I ate....the last apple.
I walked in the house and explained to both my mom and dad that I had found the best apples in the world. Mom retorted, "Guess that is why your shirt is stretched to high heaven". They asked where were theirs, and I told them that I had eaten them all. Next morning my belly rumbled and I was stricken with the worst "squirts" in my life.... To this day I remember the repercussions!! My adventure turned into a nightmare.....
Many times; I ventured back in those woods looking for 'that apple tree'- never found it again. Maybe its good I didn't because if I had found that tree, I would have eaten more than my fair share yet again.
I was 13 and adventurous; and it was a beautiful weekend to "get lost" in the woods behind my home. I had ventured into the thick laurel that was growing everywhere behind our homeplace in the forest but had never went beyond the laurel thicket. Feeling invincible, I trekked deeper than I had ever been before; crossing each ridge while taking a 'mental note' of where I was. The woods gave way to a clearing which looked to have been an overgrown pasture, "Blackberry bushes were thick and slowing my pace". I was becoming thirsty and looked the terrain over for a low lying area where there would be a creek to get a drink from. I found a tree instead.... This tree was old and slap full of apples, apples strewn all over the ground that had fallen recently.
I kicked a few of them out of the way and sat against that tree surveying the ground for the "perfect apple", soon I spotted one that looked perfect wiped that sucker on my shirt and bit into it. This was quite possibly the best apple I had ever eaten, in fact I was shocked that a tree that had not been pruned and had grown disproportionately large could produce such an awesome apple. After gorging myself on them, I quickly used my shirt as a "carry all" filling the front of it like a sack. Getting close to dark, I made my way home with my sack of apples heading back through those blackberries with thorns that seemed determined to thwart any forward movement. With each ridge I crested an apple core was discarded- I couldn't stop eating them. Finally making it to my familiar laurel thicket knowing I was home I ate....the last apple.
I walked in the house and explained to both my mom and dad that I had found the best apples in the world. Mom retorted, "Guess that is why your shirt is stretched to high heaven". They asked where were theirs, and I told them that I had eaten them all. Next morning my belly rumbled and I was stricken with the worst "squirts" in my life.... To this day I remember the repercussions!! My adventure turned into a nightmare.....
Many times; I ventured back in those woods looking for 'that apple tree'- never found it again. Maybe its good I didn't because if I had found that tree, I would have eaten more than my fair share yet again.