More from the J.D. and Kris show.
I’m upstairs, eating my dinner and answering e-mail. Kris is downstairs making a taco salad. She stops moving around, comes to the bottom of the stairs, and in a whiney/sad/bewildered voice, says, “Jay Deeeeee…..”
I know I’ve done something wrong, and I wrack my brain to think of what it might be. I come up blank. “What?” I say, timid.
“I didn’t mean for you to harvest all of the apples,” Kris says, and I laugh. “It’s not funny,” she says. “I don’t have time to take care of all those apples. I told you I only needed three.”
“But you said, ‘Those apples need to be harvested.’ That’s a direct quote!” I say. I feel vindicated. I’m right!
“What I said was, ‘It’s time to start harvesting the apples,'” Kris says. “What are we going to do with all these?”
Actually, I had been wondering the same thing as I picked them. They’re pretty good apples: firm, fleshy, and not too damaged. I was impressed. Our pest traps seem to have worked. This is the first year we’ve had a big crop from our Jonathan tree, and it yielded about nineteen pounds. That’s a lot of apples. But what will we do with them?
“I’ll take care of the apples,” I say, hoping to buy some time, but Kris only sighs.
“You don’t pick apples all at once,” Kris says. “That’s the whole point of having a tree!”
Does anyone like apple pie?