A woman I ran into on the street earlier this week brought me a gigantic bag of apples today from what I can only imagine is the coolest backyard orchard, ever.
After crossing paths a few blocks away from our office building, we walked together for a couple minutes. In our short conversation she mentioned her commute and, when I asked, said she lived in Sebastopol. I told her that my favorite childhood memories were staying with family friends up in Sebastopol during the summers. That was the end of our conversation. Not a word more.
Today, she hauled a 10lb bag of beautiful little apples all the way into the city to give to me. Just because. And it absolutely made my day.