blog silence- in between holidays

But everyday is a holiday.
The fruit guy came around today. He sells apples and oranges (grapefruits and potoatoes too) from the back of his truck. Half a bushel for $20. I just bought three bags of apples and oranges at the store on Friday and they are already GONE. So I saved myself another trip to the store but after he left I realised that that was some EXpensive fruit. Oh well. At least he only comes once or twice a year.
I try to keep this bowl full of fresh fruit. Why? Well I remember as a kid I went into a friends house (Angie) and I remember they always had a bowl of fresh fruit on the table that you could just take from and eat. Always. And I thought they were totally wealthy. Because of the fruit. Now I realise that I have no idea either way. And I stockpile fruit.