The end of summer is coming. I can feel it in the breeze which is a just a bit cooler in the mornings. I see it in the patches of fog above the water when I drive near the river and a few leaves are turning yellow. And now the apples are appearing in the stores.
Our little grocery store carries a variety of apples grown by local farmers. These are William's Pride, a small and crisp apple. One or two fits well in a pocket and they taste wonderful.