Miriam looked over the apple orchard. Autumn leaves were turning yellow and gold. The beehives were full of honey. The apples were ready for picking. Rosh Hashanah was coming. Miriam imagined all the apples and honey on her family's holiday table, as she waited for their guests to arrive. Miriam didn't come to the orchard just to pick apples. She also came to practice blowing her shofar. She could practice in the orchard without hurting anyone's...