Don't get smaked up top the head now.

About this time of year my families precious Quince tree ripens its plentiful bounty and unloads it on everything under to it, I remember some time ago I got beaned by one of those cannonballs. They're like apples except harder and more sour. My mom like to bake these in the oven until all the syrup leaks out, and then eat them with Whipped cream. It's more tasty than it looks.