Pictures from last week, when I somehow managed to sort five bushels of apples while homeschooling, then make and can 28 quarts applesauce in the evening. The last dish was washed around 1 a.m. at which time my aching feet dragged myself to bed where I collapsed and went into a semi-comatose state.
A certain Miss Addie Mae felt like a big girl sitting on the kitchen stool watching and had fun tossing apple chunks into the monstrous bowl until it was filled so full they began falling back out at her. I hope I remember how teeny she looked sitting on that stool when she is a teenager and helping me in the kitchen.
Preserving food first requires grading and sorting. The finest fruits are set aside to be eaten fresh or used for baking. Slightly bruised produce is sliced, diced or dried. "Ugly" fruit have the badspots dug out and are used for sauce. The scraps become treats for the many variety of willing and greedy animals around here, and I try to dole them out fairly.
This process never ceases to get me contemplating life. Liturgy in everyday life, it is.
"Cider apples" were $5.00 a bushel this year from my source but other local sources were charging anywhere from $14.00-$19.00 a bushel, so even while I pine for my OWN apple trees, I can be ever thankful for the good deal I was able get.
After "apple day", 1 1/2 bushels of almost-perfect apples were leftovers and are awaiting....something. More applesauce, diced apples, dried apples-all depends on how quality they are. Then 3 more bushels come for winter storage-Crispins-likely this week. Last year, the Crispins lasted until April!
So, you see, I'll be seeing more of these soon. (And likely, you will too.)