Our church has a "Hunger Helper" market where members of our congregation share of their talents and gifts. It's everything from fresh basked bread to crafts to jams and jellies. The market is set up in the breezeway each week during the summer and the money helps fund our church's soup kitchen ministry. We recently snagged some locally grown apples. I noticed the spots immediately and smiled. I've been singing Joni Mitchell ever since. And I may be biased, but there is nothing like the taste of an apple grown in the orchards of our area.
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