Sunday at the Apple Market Peter Meinke (1932- ) Apple-smell everywhere! Haralson McIntosh Fireside Rome old ciderpresses weathering in the shed old ladders tilting at empty branches boxes and bins of apples by the cartload yellow and green and red piled crazy in the storehouse barn miraculous profusion, the crowd around the testing table laughing rolling the cool applechunks in their mouths dogs barking at children in the appletrees couples holding hands, so many people out in the country carrying bushels and baskets and bags and boxes of apples to their cars, the smell of apples making us for one Sunday afternoon free and happy as people must have meant to be. --

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