I have never had a child, and yet I suddenly feel as though I have had a taste of the wonder of creation. The feeling of having brought about something amazing, something that you can rightfully brag about... while at the same time knowing that, really, it happened in spite of rather than because of you. You have no idea how it really happened, you just sowed the seed and gave it the right conditions in which to grow.


Behold my very first apple harvest. This huge beauty fell off into my hand while I was inspecting it this evening. I can't even bring myself to take a bite out of it yet, but that's okay. It's pretty enough to admire for a while, and after several hours of gardenwork my hands need a good scrubbing before they touch anything on its way into my mouth.

Besides, it will be easier to take a bite when I'm not grinning from ear to ear.