Autumn Harvest

Autumn HarvestApple crisp with more crunchy topping than apples?

How about an apple pie with vanilla ice cream?

Maybe a pot of boiled, spiced apples – a chunky apple sauce – to serve with pork loin?

Or diced apples and cinnamon in oatmeal on a rainy fall morning?

I know!  What about an apple cobbler drowned in heavy cream?

Or I could leave the apples in the bowl for a homeschool drawing/painting class.

 

 

 

Will came home with a grocery bag full of apples from the neighbor’s tree – an autumn harvest as partial payment for his weekly lawn care job.

Now we have to (get to) decide what to do with them.

Maybe we’ll eat them, one-by-one, just as they are.

 

If only all of life’s issues were this difficult.

 

 

 

 

 

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4 comments

  1. My dad used to make apple pie filling and can it. Man, that was the best! Make a crust and just have to pour in that delicious filling any time of the year. :)

  2. Z,

    I think I’d like your dad.

  3. I remember the year I did a bunch of freezing and baking of bags and bags of apples. Once was enough. (o:

  4. Pat,

    I know what you mean. I got to a point where I thought, “I could process all these apples or I could read a good book.”

    The older I get, the less time I have to read all those amazing books out there. Besides, the canned stuff at the store is pretty darn good. ;)

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