Later

[rejectomorph]

I have the feeling I didn't do anything today. I'm probably right.

Down in the orchard, the trees are covered in little green apples. It is a large crop this year. This is also the time of year when the trees begin to sprout branches that leap straight up. They aren't too noticable yet, since they are still covered with leaves. Come fall, they will be exposed, and will give the orchard an oddly punkish look, until they are cut back.

The green apples, the sprouting branches- these are the things that always remind me of the passing of summer, and make me notice that the sun is setting a bit earlier each evening.

Oh, the sunset went by, and I didn't notice it.

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Little Green Apples (Russell)

[scottobear.livejournal.com]

Well, I wake up in the morning
With my hair down in my eyes
And she says hi
And I hurry to the breakfast table
While the kids are going off to school, goodbye
And she reaches out and takes my hand
And squeezes it and says "how you feelin' Hon?"
And I look across at smiling lips that warm my heart
And I see my morning sun
And if that's not loving me
Then all I've got to say


God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
There's no such thing as Dr. Suess
Disneyland and Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme
God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
And when my self is feeling low
I think about your face aglow and ease my mind


Sometimes I call him up knowing he's busy
And ask if he could get away and meet me
And maybe grab a bite to eat
And he drops what he's doing and hurry's down to meet me
And I'm always late
He sits waiting patiently and smiles when he first sees me
Because he's made that way
And if that's not loving me
Then all I've got to say


God didn't make little green apples
And it don't snow in Indianapolis when the winter comes
There's no such thing as make believe
Puppy dogs and autumn leaves, no B.B. guns
God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summer time
And when my self is feeling low
I think about your face aglow and ease my mind

Re: Little Green Apples (Russell)

[rejectomorph]

There was a waitress at the Seven Stars Cafe who used to play that song on the jukebox all the time.

Peggy.

I wonder what ever became of her?

Re: Little Green Apples (Russell)

[scottobear.livejournal.com]

I hope good things. :)