A kid-sized haywagon, some forgotten apple trees brimming with fruit, and thou.
(Fruit stains at mouth: from wild blackberries, picked before the apple. Direction of gaze: the next apple, custom-plucked by Auntie Liz.)
A kid-sized haywagon, some forgotten apple trees brimming with fruit, and thou.
(Fruit stains at mouth: from wild blackberries, picked before the apple. Direction of gaze: the next apple, custom-plucked by Auntie Liz.)
That is some kinda “Snow White” looking apple! And that face has a serious “are you sure this apple is safe for me to eat?” look…
Yeah, and well she should have that look. A good half the way through, we found that someone had been there before her! Ah, nature!
Either the theatrical upbringing has inspired the monkey to perform a scene from Oliver Twist or you guys are doing something very scary that can’t be seen in this frame.