Hedgeapples
I’m sitting at my computer, looking out into the backyard. It’s a very windy day, and it appears to actually be raining hedgeapples. With every gust of wind, the carpet of hedgeapples across the backyard gets thicker. The dogs are huddled on the deck to avoid the deadly rain.
Do you know what hedgeapples are? They are the fruit of the Osage Orange, or hedge tree. You can find them all over the place around here. There’s a great website actually called Hedgeapple.com where you can even buy them. That amazed me, the thought that anyone would actually want to buy the obnoxious things.
The plethora of hedgeapples lying all over the grass is actually a real commentary on how we handle yardwork around here. The neighbor behind us is vigilant about dealing with the ones that fall on his side of the fence. He picks them up daily at least, maybe even two or three times a day. He can be seen hurling them forcefully into his brush pile in the corner. I think he really hates them. Their house is for sale even, I wonder if the hedgeapples are why?
We are not necessarily completely lazy about removing them, just a bit more resigned to the inevitability. Into each life, a few hedgeapples must fall. They are kind of pretty in a way, I hear tell Martha Stewart even decorates with them in the fall. I stop short of bringing them inside, but I’m willing to display them on the lawn as one more of the fruits of fall.
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