Green Apples

One mustn’t ask apple trees for oranges,
France for sun, women for love,
life for happiness.
— Gustave Flaubert —

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3 thoughts on “Green Apples

  1. Firstly, that Flaubert was a grumpy old bugger, wasn’t he?

    What a tumble of apples. I can almost smell their tart freshness from here. If that tree were in Sydney those apples would be Grannie Smiths. What name do they go by in your neck of the woods?

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