Being from Peach County in the peach state of Georgia, I didn’t exactly grow up on apples. I had to learn to enjoy apple cuisine; I can thank our daughter, Mary, for that twice.
When Mary was a baby, commercially made baby food didn’t agree with her, so we began making our own from fresh fruits and vegetables. Homemade applesauce was just a step away from homemade apple butter. A dollop on hot homemade biscuits with butter, and you almost have a meal.
Having apple trees available don’t hurt either. Especially when one is in your sister’s backyard and the other on the grounds at your dad’s office. Now picking apples means a visit with some folks you love, and we’re learning to make apple pies.
But babies grow up and apple trees die. Life changes.
Busy with teaching, so not doing too much in the kitchen period. Then there’s the whole Adam/Eve/ suggested apple deal, and Snow White. Okay, I know it’s pitiful, but that childhood teaching creeps in when we’re not looking. Then there’s the small issue of cold, crisp apples hurting my teeth when I take a bite, and the apple juice spray. Wah, wah, wah, right?
Flash forward Mary into adulthood, and she starts writing a blog and her logo has an apple. ‘Course at the time I didn’t even know what a blog was, but when I finally took a look, the apples were so appealing. I know, quite the leap, and I didn’t even throw in the whole Newton thing.
Here’s the point: life changes, perspectives change, priorities and paradigms shift. The big, honking deal is THAT’S OKAY. If we’re not growing and changing, then we’re dying. Isn’t that the basic premise of stagnation vs. dynamic?