About the apples-last week I missed the farmer's market, but I wanted some of the apples from the orchard that is just a couple of miles from my house, most of the markets they sell at are around DC, and that makes it harder for us in the 'burbs to get apples from around the corner. I spoke to them on the phone and they encouraged me to come the next day at a time when they knew that they would be around. I arrived to find two women running a machine cleaning apples, one was one of the owners. I chose some Johnathan apples, Asian pears, and a jug of cider. I mentioned that eons ago my family used to buy drops for making applesauce and asked if those days were gone due to issues of food safety. It turns out that I could get drops, and that if I picked them off the ground myself they were free. My favorite price, free. Her husband had promised me the 25cent tour over the phone the previous day, and he soon showed up with his jeep to give me a look around the property, so while he was giving me the tour we picked 3/4 of a bushel of apples off the ground.
|The bag, almost empty!|
I was giddy at scoring the big bag of apples. I had thought the days of being able to afford to make apple sauce were gone until our own apple trees mature.
As soon as I arrived home I pulled out my canning kettle,
On the goat front, the goat lease is moving forward and the mamma goat delivered her babies on Tuesday morning. The triplets are adorable and their mom's milk will be available in a few weeks, yaaay!