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eve_primeBusy working on the Columbia study today; other things were helping my mom with stuff, taking D. to Kindermusik, buying some tasty Liberty apples at Safeway, and reading the rest of Mary Austin's The Land of Little Rain, published in 1903 and considered a classic in nature lit (about the southern California desert and nearby mountains). It seemed innocuous enough, and quite possibly I'll remember it with interest and affection, but it wasn't compelling.
I love trying different types of apples. My grandparents had Gravenstein, McIntosh, Northern Spy, and some others that I don't remember offhand. I hope R. goes to an orchard soon and gets us a nice selection. He usually gets three or four types every fall, often including Mutsu, which is a favorite. Once about five years ago, I had some Brock apples, which were quite large and very, very good, but I've never seen them since, and I do keep looking at the store where I got them. Usually, most of the year, I eat Fuji apples, sometimes Jonagold or Braeburn.
I love trying different types of apples. My grandparents had Gravenstein, McIntosh, Northern Spy, and some others that I don't remember offhand. I hope R. goes to an orchard soon and gets us a nice selection. He usually gets three or four types every fall, often including Mutsu, which is a favorite. Once about five years ago, I had some Brock apples, which were quite large and very, very good, but I've never seen them since, and I do keep looking at the store where I got them. Usually, most of the year, I eat Fuji apples, sometimes Jonagold or Braeburn.