It's been a pretty hot fall so far, which is why you haven't read me waxing poetic about bouquets of freshly sharpened pencils yet. I was really gung-ho to get our apples this morning though, and I think the 4 pots of applesauce have gotten me more into the autumnal spirit. This year's haul included Honeycrisp, Redmax MacIntosh, and Cortland. I finally mastered the tart apple pie Hubby's been longing for this year - Cortland apples + a scant 1/4c sugar.
You will forgive me for baby apple nostalgia pictures, right?
A moment of silence while I mourn the passing of those pillowy cheeks.
And coats with bear ears and little shuddery baby sleep noises!
But welcome to years of sharing apples with friends.
And sitting on a tractor ride without fear of a young'un jumping off mid-ride. Oh, a gentleman on the tractor was making conversation with Tater. "Shoot, you got the biggest apple out there! I wanted the biggest one." T: "Well you can't have it because I'm already eatin' it!"
Happy Apple harvest to you all!