A is for Apple . . .

Autumn harvest time
Sun ripened sweet white flesh
Incomparable crunch

To compose this rustic still life I took the basket of Gala apples outside and put them by the asparagus bed.  Not in the mood for playing around today.  I wrote the haiku to show I am putting in some effort.  I think apples are my favourite fruit.  There are so many varieties to choose from.