Many Are Cold, but Few Are Frozen

David Lawrence's personal blog

A Freaky Apple

If someone offers you an apple, and you accept, you expect to get something that, well, looks like an apple.

Not in my house. When my daughter offers you an apple, you get something that looks like it was magnified a billion times by an electron microscope. Something related to viruses or spores, or a micro-piece of a parasite.

It still tastes like an apple, though. Except for the toothpicks.