I'll readily admit it. I'm here at my computer writing this blog post in an effort to put off cleaning the bathroom. However, I have just finished vacuuming and dusting so I deserve a short break, right?
We had our first touch of frost a couple of nights ago. 'Twasn't a true, hard, killing frost to put a stop to all green and growing things out there, but it did do a number on the pumpkin vines.
Sadness and woe, it looks as though I'll have two-tone pumpkins this year. The south-facing sides of the big, ol' gourds have turned a bright orange, but the north and/or undersides are still very green.
I have been so craving some good apples this fall to make into applesauce, apple pie, apple cake, apple slices, caramel apples . . . well you get the idea. I think I've been especially eager to obtain a supply of apples because we aren't going to get any from our trees this year. I know apples must be plentiful somewhere, but I haven't heard of trees being bountiful anywhere in our huge county.
We've even been trying to line up some from an apple growing area in the next state over but nothing has been firmed up yet. So imagine my delight when I found a friend had left half a box of lovely apples on our back porch a couple of afternoons ago. Her sister had come for a visit from "down south" in our state and brought apples which she so kindly shared with us.
I made an apple pie as soon as I could and knew it was going to fulfill my immediate apple yearnings because I sampled a slice when preparing the pie and found the apples were firm and crisp, but juicy with a really, really good flavor. I told hubby I am going to keep using them every day until the box is empty. I shan't waste a one of them!
Our experiment drying/curing our onion crop in the cold frames over raised beds in the garden was a bust. We left them there for a couple/few days but found they weren't drying one bit. Of course, those days were overcast and cool . . . which didn't help matters.
So we trucked them into the garage where we set up the ping pong table, covered it with a couple layers of newspapers and laid the onions out there. We've left the door open from the heated workshop to the main part of the garage where the onions are so there is some heat to help the curing process. Also, we've put a rotating fan blowing over the onions to help with good air circulation. It looks as though they are going to cure just fine. (Makes for real challenges when playing ping pong right now though.)
Okay, now I'm feeling a tad bit guilty about fluffing off and not getting the bathroom spiffed up. I need to get up and do what needs to be done.
Procrastination, get thee behind me . . . and push.
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