You can’t trust beauty; we bought a beautiful Pink Lady apple tree a year or so ago purely on the grounds of beauty, and thinking it would get along well with the Golden Delicious. Maybe a nice combination for pie. It has proven to be untrustworthy in all respects.
The first year it had 2 apples and I forgave it. Last year five apples made it to the finish line. This year there were 3 and one fell off after Charlie’s leash got wrapped around the branch. I apologized to Dr. A because I was on the other end of the leash.
It’s lovely pyramidal shape has been nipped down to its buds because of fungus attacks in spite of dousing it with spray. It looks like a disappointed old crone waiting for a dance. Its apples were hard and sour and didn’t ripen until late October anyway.
So off with its head! And let that be a lesson to any other tree in the orchard.
I have just discovered my latest beauty secret from a small 75 year old lady who works at McDonalds. It was her birthday and I complimented her on having such smooth wrinkle free skin. She sat right down and said it was due to olive oil. That’s right; pure extra virgin olive oil. I remembered my grandmother’s skin as being free of wrinkles also, and that she too used olive oil. Oh, why does it take me so long to realize that other people know more than I do?
My bathroom counter and cupboard is filled with expensive jars of stuff that assured me the skin of a 20 something. None of which worked I should mention. But I am a sucker for a pretty young saleswoman who says she actually uses her product and see what it does for her? So I reach for my credit card and add another jar to my collection.
Anyway, seeing is believing and I don’t believe such a nice old lady would lie to me about such a serious matter. So I came home and poured olive oil into a small container to place in my bathroom. I have used it for two days, and you know, I think I see a difference already. Of course, it would have been better if I had started earlier—like maybe 40 years ago, but better late than never.
I’m going to tell my friend Cheri because she just planted a whole olive orchard, and it’s just the right time for her to use it and in a couple of years I will be able to get all the olive oil I need and my skin will continue to look radient.