Because she has apple trees too, I
called the woman who let us pick the extra pears. Even though I had asked about
picking apples, she came into the library on Saturday and brought me a bag
claiming, “They were not very good and quite small. I have not done much with
them this year.”
They were not grocery store perfect,
but the one on our oatmeal tasted just fine. Organic is a good thing for us. I
have made apple sauce from these apples in the past. Leroy and I talked about
getting some more for apple sauce. Today I called again and we went. Even though
Leroy did not feel so very good and peppy, he managed to hang in there and get
all of the apples that he could reach with her apple picker. I picked the low
ones that I could reach. We managed to harvest about two five gallon buckets
worth. I am pleased. Leroy is pleased. I am not sure that I will get any sauce
made before Wednesday when I have the day off, giving me time to work on them. Tomorrow
I might go out to the garage and sort them into two piles: one that has worms
and one that does not. I will tackle the worm pile first so I can get them out
of here. Lurking worms do not appeal to us.
Both of us commented on how nice it was
to be out in the country. We both spent formative years in that setting and
miss it from time to time. Now if I could just figure out how to have
everything in my life it would be to have the country and the city advantages
in one place. At the moment, I do not think that is possible. I am certainly
not a big city person. But I am not sure that I could now live out in the country
either.
Glad that the apples give us an excuse
to get out in that wonderful crisp clean air and spend time away from buildings
and concrete.
Paula
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