That white dot in the middle of the photo is my devoted, patient wife stripping root suckers off the apple trees we supplied for the expansion of the orchard at Riley’s Farm in Oak Glen back in 2007. It was a hot day and no shade, and we had about 300 trees to do. I’m not sure when she married me what she was in for, and she could also probably ding me for false advertising, as I had absolutely no interest in apples then. But back in 2007 she found herself out in the middle of the field pulling off side suckers, digging the ID tag out of the mud, and tying the sapling onto the bamboo stick on trees in someone else’s orchard (which is what happens when you marry an apple geek).
But we were up there picking raspberries today, and the little baby trees are growing up; that’s them in the background behind the apples. They’re starting to bear and soon there will be happy families milling among the trees picking heirloom apples and savoring the tastes Thomas Jefferson and George Washington savored. It’s rewarding to see the fruit of our labor, a gift from God as stated by Solomon in Ecclesiastes.