Today at work, someone had a bag of free apples outside his office. At first I wasn't going to take one, but then I saw how fresh they looked. And, bonus, they weren't waxed!! So, I picked one up, but it had a worm hole in it. Pass... By chance, the next one I touched still had its stem and a few leaves attached. That's the winner. Turns out that they were hand picked in New Hampshire. Nice!
I carried it home in my hand so that could photograph it before the leaves were ripped off or the apple bruised. I must have looked quite ridiculous on the 6 train and then the crosstown bus, apple in hand and all. On a rainy day, no less... At one point I felt like one of those women who carry around a tiny dog as a fashion accessory, only my fashion accessory was an apple.