The old apple orchard at dusk is bearing delicious fruit. I knew I'd be at our new home when the apples fell off the trees. We are not quite in our new home. But we are here. Hardly time for harvesting apples, but have just been able to keep up with the ones falling. Marshal cut up a heavy leaden broken branch, and stacked its logs at the foot of its tree.
The classic wonder tool - peeler, slicer, corer in one from the Country Store. Apples drying, saucing and apple crisp. Yum!