A Crisp Apple Bobbing

I followed a sweet, fruity scent past the wooden crates and ran right into a shallow metal basin filled with fresh water! Floating right in the middle was a tiny, glossy red crabapple, bobbing up and down. Naturally, I couldn't resist a hearty noon harvest! I hopped onto the rolled metal rim, balanced carefully with both plush boots, and leaned way out. I stretched both gloved hands forward and scooped under the wet peel. Splash! A couple of cool droplets flicked onto my overalls, but I hauled the shiny apple right out of the water and rolled it safely onto the dry cobblestones. Wahoo! A crisp, sweet prize secured!