This is one of my favorite trees on the farm.
A Crabapple tree by the chicken pen.
Its blooms in the springtime
are something to see,
and in the autumn the little apples
almost glow with their reds.
The girls like to bite into their tartness
just as they are,
but I’d prefer using them
in a different way!
A bag of Black Tea, Cinnamon, Cloves
and Crabapples all brewed together.
"Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever you had formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, you are God."