Through Grandma’s Eyes: The Mystery

“A seed hidden in the heart of an apple

is an orchard invisible.”

-Welsh Proverb-

journal entry:

It was a beautiful autumn day.  Holden picked an apple right off of the tree.  I looked it over for worms.  He rubbed it on his clothes and climbed into the chair.  The garden was being tilled today with a big, orange tractor.  He had a perfect view.  I thought that I was being sneaky when I called to him.  His bright, big eyes just barely peeked around the chair.  I added this to my list of favorite photographs.  From this and other photos from the morning, I made a little board book.  I found a really cute poem on the internet about Willy Worm and used that poem along with the pictures of the apple as it was picked, shined and eaten.

“It is a golden maxim

to cultivate the garden for the nose

and the eyes will take care of themselves.”

-Robert Louis Stevenson-

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