The horse ranch in Oregon where I boarded my horse had an ancient apple orchard (oooh, the pies and cider I made from those apples!). We would gather the windfalls at feeding time and treat each of the 30+ horses to a couple of apples. And when I made cider, they got the squeezed-out pulp. Happy horses!
I see the principle has been mentioned in a reply to a comment, but for those who missed it: Deuteronomy 25:4 Thou shalt not muzzle the ox when he treadeth out the corn. (King James authorized version)
When I lived in California we found a tree orchard where we could pick apples with our granddaughter. They also made fresh cider. Then they got rid of their master gardener and went organic. The next year it was a challenge to find an apple not riddled with worms but I watched them take apples complete with worms to make fresh cider.
At the old house we had an apple tree in the front yard where the deer would eat some of the apples. Once a year, I would pick a couple of paper bagfuls of the apple (used an apple catcher on the end of a pole) and take the bags to a friend who had horses. His wife would bake a couple of pies and the horses would enjoy the apples.
Don’t worry pretty horse, Meemaw will have a few apples for you after she gets the cart loaded. She is an animal lover and would never forget to give you your treat.
My parents had 2 “starter” apple trees which came with the house. We never had any apples we could eat – something always happened to them – fell before ripe, something ate at it, etc. – in the about 45 years family owned the house.
David_the_CAD about 1 year ago
You do deserve your just payment.
EnlilEnkiEa about 1 year ago
Sample enough and the cart will never fill up.
LeslieBark about 1 year ago
The horse ranch in Oregon where I boarded my horse had an ancient apple orchard (oooh, the pies and cider I made from those apples!). We would gather the windfalls at feeding time and treat each of the 30+ horses to a couple of apples. And when I made cider, they got the squeezed-out pulp. Happy horses!
rshive about 1 year ago
Side benefits!
phritzg Premium Member about 1 year ago
Freshly picked apples go in one end of the horse, and come out the other end as road apples.
nosirrom about 1 year ago
Does he get his peck of the apples.
jagedlo about 1 year ago
An apple arc?
DaBump Premium Member about 1 year ago
I see the principle has been mentioned in a reply to a comment, but for those who missed it: Deuteronomy 25:4 Thou shalt not muzzle the ox when he treadeth out the corn. (King James authorized version)
pheets about 1 year ago
I was RIGHT! >D
Bill The Nuke about 1 year ago
When I lived in California we found a tree orchard where we could pick apples with our granddaughter. They also made fresh cider. Then they got rid of their master gardener and went organic. The next year it was a challenge to find an apple not riddled with worms but I watched them take apples complete with worms to make fresh cider.
ladykat about 1 year ago
I’m sure Meemaw has an apple or two for you.
[Unnamed Reader - 14b4ce] about 1 year ago
A scene straight out of Amish Country
Dkram about 1 year ago
Mema will defiantly pay horse for his work.
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xsintricks about 1 year ago
At the old house we had an apple tree in the front yard where the deer would eat some of the apples. Once a year, I would pick a couple of paper bagfuls of the apple (used an apple catcher on the end of a pole) and take the bags to a friend who had horses. His wife would bake a couple of pies and the horses would enjoy the apples.
Otis Rufus Driftwood about 1 year ago
That’s his pay, right Mee Maw?
hagarthehorrible about 1 year ago
Fella, trust Meemaw to keep you engaged and filled while she plans her next move.
Sambora1 about 1 year ago
Don’t worry pretty horse, Meemaw will have a few apples for you after she gets the cart loaded. She is an animal lover and would never forget to give you your treat.
mafastore about 1 year ago
My parents had 2 “starter” apple trees which came with the house. We never had any apples we could eat – something always happened to them – fell before ripe, something ate at it, etc. – in the about 45 years family owned the house.