One of the teachers at the private studio where I teach brought apples from his tree to share with all of us. They were sweet and crisp and reminded me of my Grandma's place in Oregon. Even though her home was tucked in to the suburbs she had an acre of land where there were apple and cherry trees, black and raspberry bushes, and a beautiful vegetable garden. My brother and I would graze all summer long. If you have never picked an apple from the tree and bit into it warm and sweet you're missing a real experience!