The Sweet Taste of Life

Abstract

Spending the fall in Lund, Sweden, on my sabbatical was quite an interesting endeavor. The fall that I was there was quite rainy and damp. Seeing that I spend most of my research life in and around water, this wasn’t particularly troublesome for me. What turned out to be a minor inconvenience for me was an absolute boon to the lush vegetation around my flat and the university. Just mere steps out of my door was a small garden with seven apple trees and several berry bushes. The fruit was so plentiful that the ground was full of fallen apples. Even with the occasional visitor plucking quite a bit more than a few off of the trees.