“It is remarkable how closely the history of the apple tree is connected with that of man.”

Every morning the weather is the same: cloudy and damp. The sun usually appears later in the day but never stays around too long. This morning, like every other morning, is quiet. Only the birds are noisy. I’m watching a godawful movie called Zone Troopers. I don’t recognize a single actor. Aliens help GI’s in Italy fight the Germans during WWII. The aliens have giant hands each having two fingers and a thumb. The aliens chatter, eat tobacco and point a lot. The males all have blond hair. The females are ugly and look like giant bugs. I am easily entertained.

I finished my last book around 2:15 this morning. The ending was only a few pages away  so I decided to keep going. It was a Mrs. Murphy the cat book by Rita Mae Brown and her cat Sneaky Pie Brown. My cat has no writing ability. She doesn’t even use her litter box anymore. She pees on puppy pads. She stares at me and meows. I suppose she is conversing, but I don’t speak cat.

My dance card has been empty for over a week. All I’ve done is errands. I don’t even have a to do list and now I have no books left to read. I’m thinking to bake and use up the two cans of pumpkin I bought. It is, after all, pumpkin season.

I need to start decorating for Halloween. I have the most amazing decorations including a few rats, spiders, a zombie, a scary clown whose eyes light up and stuffed monsters, all the great monsters, even a Mrs. Frankenstein.

When I was a kid, we carved pumpkins, and that was about it for Halloween decorations.  I remember a Halloween party. It was in our cellar. We dunked for apples and tried to eat donuts hanging by strings without using our hands. The donuts used to swing back and forth and hit our faces on the swings. It took a while to get a bite. The best way to get an apple was to try to hold it against the sides of the tub. I knew the trick but still wasn’t all that good with apples. Mostly I just got wet. There was a pin something on the witch game, but I don’t remember what. There were refreshments including apple cider and unbitten donuts.

Henry is barking at the front door. I’m going to check to see what has his dander up.

 

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2 Comments on ““It is remarkable how closely the history of the apple tree is connected with that of man.””

  1. Bob Says:

    Trick or treat smell my feet. 🙁 Another holiday that’s blown out of proportion for profit. The candy companies and costume companies make their year on Halloween. When my kids were young it was fun. Yes, I’m cynical and I know it.

    Rain on and off under cloudy skies. Tomorrow the cold front comes through and our first blast of fall weather arrives. That’s high temperatures in the 70s.

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      I enjoy decorating my house and always have. I buy big candy bars because I loved to get nickel bars when I went trick or treating. Most kids seem to wear homemade costumes but bought masks. Halloween is fun.

      We’ve got warm weather coming the next two days, in the 70’s.


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