Today, while visiting and tending my garden, I discovered five immature green apples under a bush. My first thought was “Offerings?” It just shows my mindset, I suppose. In reality, they were probably from some playing children who have a poor concept of modern boundaries. Although, if that is the case, they didn’t seem to do any harm. In some ways, perhaps they really did make an offering, even without realizing it? I keep many whimsical things around my garden: fairy homes, gnomes, and painted stones. Some children might sense something about such a place. I know I was that way when I was a child.
Then again, apples are a sign of the Otherworld. Perhaps it was just a little reminder to welcome unexpected magic?