Anna’s Apples – Oil on Panel, 8 x 10 inches
I was getting more uncomfortable as we walked along – Michelle, the kids and I. Surely this was private land?
Our eldest boy (just turned 9) had told us about these amazing apple trees just around the corner, so we’d come prepared with a big bowl and an old iron bucket.
And the trees were amazing.
All thought of ownership of said trees evaporated as they came into view, laden with apples and the ground beneath them carpeted with even more.
And these weren’t the pretty, perfect apples you see in supermarkets. They were lumpy, uneven, all sizes, some still with leaves and some still stuck to twigs.
Proper apples. We started filling the bucket – mostly with wind fall, but with (I admit) one or two beauties from the trees.
A cry stopped me suddenly. I looked up to see Anna, our neighbour and (as we now know) the owner of these trees, rushing over to us.
She wasn’t angry. She wasn’t even upset. But she did want us to leave her apples alone, because she liked to invite the local kids from surrounding villages over to pick them when the trees were ready.
Suitably chastened (but still loaded up with the apples we already had, which she was adamant we keep) we headed home.
This was a month or so ago, and the blackberries were still out. Even after two very large apple and blackberry pies, there were still lots left for me to paint – and in fact quite a few of the recent apple paintings, including this one, were the result of that trip.
Thankfully I’ve now found an apple farm near us, and Helen and Dave, the owners, are very happy for me to pop over and pick a few to paint now and again. More on that soon!
In the mean time, this painting is up for auction for the next couple of days – the last painting of the apples from Stouts Hill 🙂
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