Part of the kitchen is clean. Isn't that a marvel.
Finally getting the rest of the apples cooked up into something.
Who knows what. Apple butter? Apple Sauce?
Not sure what this was about.
I mean, I was there, I took the picture, but that's all I know.
Don't blame me.
And it looks as though I've finally killed off The True Vine.
I'm praying for resurrection and life, but its looking pretty bad. Still, it lasted nearly five years.
That's no small length of life for a plant in my neglectful care.
Go check out Like Mother Like Daughter. I'm off to cook for Shepherd's Bowl. Cheerio.