A few weeks ago we had pears.
This week the theme is apples. Lots and lots of imperfect apples.
During the pear blitz & and I made pear sauce, pear pies, pear tarts, pear pie filling and dehydrated pears, Last night I arrived home to the delicious scent of freshly baked apple pie. I've frozen cups and cups of applesauce...just apples no sugar and it's amazing. We've dehydrated a dozen or more cups of apple slices, made up bags of apple pie filling and there are still cups and cups more to process.
Those free apples and pears are saving me $$$ on organic applesauce usually purchased from the store. Dried apple slices, uh yeah, those aren't cheap. And using the imperfect apples makes me feel virtuous and earthy.
Tomatoes are on my agenda for the weekend, too. Our garden is producing those little suckers now. Oh what a problem to have too much delicious organic produce to put away for a rainy day!
Speaking of rain. We got an entire summer's worth last night. Whew. The temperature on Tuesday hit 100 (hearsay, not necessarily fact) today is looking like sweater weather. Crazy Iowa.
Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.