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I wuff aunt Newwy's chippen!
Surprisingly few outsiders know about the Cuckmere Valley, and it is not uncommon for people to confuse Alfriston with Alfreton in the Derbyshire Peak District.
Charlie Appleyard can be anybody; but Ive used him sometimes in chat pieces, and these are all chat pieces about the history of Charlie Appleyard.
I am a garden of earthly delights.
I am the apple you would fall for a thousand times.
Well, little old Noisyville-on-the Subway is good enough for me.
How do you like them apples, you piece of shit?
In some respects supermarket apples represent a kind of collective forgetting - of flavors, textures, and aromas, of landscapes and foliage. Forgetting can be far more difficult to study than remembering, because its traces are much harder to discern.
I'm an apple expert. Apples are the only exam I could ever hope to pass.
Oh, to be home again, home again, home again! Under the apple-boughs, down by the mill!
Where the apple reddens never pry - lest we lose our Edens, Eve and I.
Sweet Auburn, loveliest village of the plain.
It was a good apple too. A good apple, picked by a madman on a full moon night.
Lake Wobegon, the little town that time forgot and the decades cannot improve.
and the duck walked up to the lemonaide stand and said, "hey bum bum bum got any grapes?
First I shake the whole Apple tree, that the ripest might fall. Then I climb the tree and shake each limb, and then each branch and then each twig, and then I look under each leaf.
Cling, swing, Spring, sing, Swing up into the apple tree.
Apple"
Sometimes when eating an apple
I bite too far
and open the little room
the lovers have prepared,
and the seeds fall out
onto the kitchen floor
and I see
that they are tear-shaped.
Teacher: "Amy, what do you call the outside of a tree?" Student: "No idea, Miss Smith." Teacher: "Bark, Amy." Amy: "Arf! Arf! Arf!
Aniimal Town:~) The place where Dreams & Adventures come true!
If the world is dead, at least it took Applebee's with it.
Moose Factory (I wonder if they make moose there?)
our cabin in the woods in Clare.
Arden Shore Camp in Lake Bluff, Illinois, a camp for poor children and those at risk for delinquency.
Appleby was a fair-haired boy from Iowa who believed in God, Motherhood and the American Way of Life, without ever thinking about any of them, and everybody who knew him liked him.
I fear that he who walks over these fields a century hence will not know the pleasure of knocking off wild apples. Ah, poor man, there are many pleasures which he will not know!
Bean finds the best apple in our tree and hands it up to me. "You know what this tastes like when you first bite into it?" she asks.
"No, what?"
"Blue sky."
"You're zoomed."
"You ever eat blue sky?"
"No," I admit.
"Try it sometime," she says. "It's apple-flavored.
I'll squeeze the cider out of your adam's apple.
What wondrous life in this I lead
Ripe apples drop about my head
Sugartown Sugartown Sugartown Sugartown.
Strawberry fields forever
How can I be assured the apple you bring me is Idunn's?
Well, it'll be golden, for one thing, and after you take a bite of it you should feel pretty fucking good.
She remembered how Billy always picked the first apple blossoms and put them into a tin cup for her. They made the house smell like springtime. Billy said apple trees were a double blessing, first for the blossoms and then the apples.
I happily forgot his little collection of crimped and cramped fruit trees in my own new world, my America of endless natural ones in Devon.
You're not from around here, are you? Can't be. Why would we name it I-YOU-POO-Y? Really? Say the letters. I-U-P-U-I.
The apple had fallen right next to the crazy tree.
You'll never be alone in the bone orchard.
What is this place? Hogwarts? -- Alex Rider
town. In the back of his
I have to admit I've never had a Fruit Loop.
Dirty Freds ... I love this filthy old place. I love the dust and the dirt, the crappy old books and the objects of art.
The churchyard. Walled in by houses and overrun with weeds, choked up with too much buying.
When Steve Jobs and Steve Wozniak created Apple computer in a garage in Palo Alto, it heralded the beginning of the PC revolution that ultimately dealt a death-blow to dozens of older companies.
Port Authority Bus Terminal
If you think a quaterhorse is that ride in front of Kmart.. You might be a rednneck
Bagby Hot Springs.
Al the povere peple tho pescoddes fetten; Benes and baken apples thei broghte in hir lappe, Chibolles and chervelles and ripe chiries manye, And profrede Piers this present to plese with Hunger.
With Animal Factory you'd think that because it's mostly interiors, you could shoot it anywhere. So we shot this in Philadelphia, and we had the cooperation of the prison system.
Where am I? (Nick) Hospital. (Kyrian) Really? No kidding? And here I thought I was at McDonald's. (Nick)
So you're the Pigeon, huh?"
"No," I snapped. "I have a name."
He seemed amused at the way I regarded him, which only served to make me angrier.
"Well? What is it?" he asked.
I took a bite of the last apple spear on my plate, ignoring him.
"Pigeon it is, then," he shrugged.
One worm who's happily found himself in a barrel of fresh apples,
The morning is like the inside of a snow-apple.
I will have to admit, though, that I will never look at an apple in quite the same way.
Squirrelpaw!" Brambleclaw's
It's drones over Brooklyn, you blink, you could get tooken,
And now you're understanding the definition of 'Crooklyn.'
Pigs on parade, but bacon fryin' and cookin',
Cause kids' tired of dyin' and walkin' round like they shooken.
an amaranthine valley of orange groves
It was not the apple on the tree but the pair on the ground that caused the trouble in the garden of Eden.
happy hunting-grounds
Hymies." And "Hymietown.
That's the place where the books are made, I thought. That's also where Allen Ginsberg offered a friend of mine a Fig Newton outside a deli in the East Village. By the time I first came to New York, I was already half in love.
I produce music as an apple tree produces apples.
It is remarkable how closely the history of the apple tree is connected with that of man.
If Eve went door to door with her apple, not a soul in the Artemisia wouldn't have grabbed it, planted a kiss on old Mama Fig Leaf, and had that shiny red temptation turned into the applejack of good and evil within an hour.
prickly pears from behind a barbed-wire fence. Faded lettering on the sign, designed as a lasso that had at one
Sometimes the apple rolls very far from the tree.
Following Big Boss Lady's dictate to write about offbeat places in Edinburgh - I found Arkangel and Felon, an eclectic clothing boutique, the Voodoo Rooms, a chic fringe bar with a burlesque show, and Angels with Bagpipes, a bijou wine bar on the Royal Mile.
Forest is the best port of the wise man!
exhibition. Lake Eden.
Skyscraper National Park
The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise.
With the right kind of touch, sour apples turn sweet again.
Apple's products
Boys, tell your mother to shut her lying whore mouth before I shove the nearest apple down her throat.
The old Piggly Wiggly parking lot rented for the trailers.
Harlow's monkeys,
Lockwood gave a sudden exclamation; when I looked at him, his eyes were shining. 'On second thoughts, we can scrap my last suggestion,' he said. 'Stuff the mingling. Who wants to do that? Boring. George - this library. Where is it?
Okay, A as in apple - Not apple. A as in anus, it's a different sound.
We decide to start with the best-known sight of all, the one that, more than any other, exemplifies what the Big Apple is all about: the Islip Garbage Barge.
Lion which was nailed to the wall to the bowl of apple cores which sat on a small wooden table.
I reckon that Stonehege was build by the contemporary equivalent of Microsoft, whereas Avebury was definitely an Apple circle.
pocket. "Tanner," Nathaniel
Surely the apple is the noblest of fruits.
I can't rhyme for little green apples. What I can do is scan and make patterns.
The person who doesn't appreciate the apple, doesn't appreciate the orchard.
Broken Eggs will poursuive bitten Apples for where theirs is Will there's his Wall
Won't you take me to Monkey-Town?
Thunder Point, Oregon, because
He's forbidden fruit, and I'm Eve standing in front of the apple
I'll have AB positive', I told Josh when he returned from the dance floor, 'What's it made of? Apples and Bananas?'
-Belle Goose
You're nothing but an apple, a silly t-shirt, a catchphrase and a stupid haircut.
What a healthy out-of-door appetite it takes to relish the apple of life, the apple of the world, then!
What's the difference between Apple and the Boy Scouts? The Boy Scouts have adult supervision.
As to the garden, it seems to me its chief fruit is-blackbirds.
the wizard prison,
To someone who grows up by the stockyards, that smell just smells like air. You don't know what a younger person might someday think of you, and whatever stench we still breathe in without noticing.
In one of the Welsh counties is a small village called A
. It is somewhat removed from the high road, and is, therefore, but little known to those luxurious amateurs of the picturesque, who view nature through the windows of a carriage and four.
I used to live in Pillgwenlly, and there was this old Italian pizzeria that used to be there with a really amazing character who ran it.
An apple tree is just like a person. In order to thrive, it needs companionship that's similar to it in some ways, but quite different than others.
Not foliage green, but of a fusk colour,
Not branches smooth, but gnarled and intertangled
not apple-tress were there, but thorns with poison.
A comely sight indeed it is to see, a world of blossoms on an apple tree.
Before the war an apple tree had stood behind the church. It was an apple tree that ate its own apples.