...when you're not really a farmer.
The difference between big, plump, juicy blackberries and small, dried-out, vinegary blackberries is apparently about 4 days.
The apple is one that jumped to its death sometime between yesterday and today, possibly assisted by a bird (or two) pecking at it. Of the four remaining apples, one has also been pecked and eaten already, leaving three to possibly attain adulthood.
Bummer.
On the plus side, it was a lovely day to enjoy the sunshine. I'm still not sure I like the totally bald look, but I like the rest of it!
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