Week 23 #1.
Granny Smith still life
didn’t keep the doc away
but was still tasty.
(Disclaimer: I’m cheating a little - week 23 is actually the Frankenstein-like amalgamation of several past weeks. I somehow managed to cultivate a delightful smorgasbord of viruses during the month of April, and my cameras were sorely neglected during that time. I also think I’m going to keep the bad poetry captions going for a little while longer, since they rather amuse me.)