thought to a time when I was around seven
with my parents on a trip to the local farmers market
On a mission to pick out the very best apple i could find for my horse
i took great pains in picking the perfect apple and bought it with the money earned from doing chores.
it was the most amazing feeling in the whole world this great big warm creature who nuzzled against me and ever so gently would take the apple from my hand as if he knew how much effort i had put into picking it out especially for him.
is what its all about