It's just an apple, but it's very special because it's the first apple we've ever gotten from our little tree. It was put in when we had the yard re-done two years ago, and it didn't fruit last year. I was thrilled when, several months ago, I saw tiny apple flowers blooming. I watched the blossoms turn into tiny fruit, and admired them as they grew larger and larger. Since they're still pretty small --I have petite hands and this apple fit very nicely into my palm-- I wasn't sure they were ready to be picked. But this one certainly was. I brought it inside and divided it so I could share it with Adam, Abby, Isaac, and Brady. It was sweet and flavorful, and I was happy to be able to share it with (most of) the people I love most.
I've always wanted fruit trees, so it's a blessing to be able to enjoy apples from my very own yard for the first time.
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