apple route

I may have blanked out much of the horror associated with the school bus but almost two decades later (Eek! That long? Really?) I can remember enough of the stops along the route and match them with rogue apple trees to guess that a lot of the trees now fruiting betray old bus stops. Haunted hedgerows, nice. Another nice aspect about these ghostly bus stops is the presence of a driveway or widened verge where it’s safe to pull over and gather a skirt-full of apples to take home. My bench is rapidly filling with jars of tremulous luminescent jellies flavoured with early blackberries or rosehips, or the herbs running rampant in the garden.

So if you hear a bustling in the hedgerow…

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