Day three hundred and fifty-one: Nearly every Saturday since I moved to Philadelphia, I have a visited a particular orchard’s stand at the Rittenhouse Square market. First, Caprica and I enjoyed a variety of delicious peaches, followed in the Fall by several kinds of apples. This morning, the farmer who now recognizes me as “a regular” mentioned that this would be his last week in the park until next May. He pointed out that the selection of apples available were odd shapes and sizes, and not the prettiest. I picked over them, looking for the nicest ones, and came across a very beautiful, but very little apple. Smaller than Caprica! I immediately added it to the lot in my bag, knowing then and there that it would make today’s drawing. Caprica was far less interested (he’s only enthusiastic about cut apples), but I tricked him into posing long enough for me to snap a pic upon which I could base my sketch.
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