Last Harvest


Two Sundays ago Zach and I went to our neighbor’s house and cleaned the last of the apples off his trees. We’d already had a few frosty mornings, so we were worried that we wouldn’t be in time. Lots of the apples were moldy, bird-pecked, or worm eaten, but Zach was still able to make applesauce, fresh juice, and dried apple rings from the good ones. They’re small, but SO delicious, and Zach processed three boxes worth.


The Boogedy enjoyed the hour or so we spent under the trees, he just kept eating big bites from the apples we picked, and throwing them back in the boxes. We made those ones into juice. We had the boxes of apples in our entryway for a few days, but kept finding them tossed onto the stairs and under the stairs and into the dog’s bed. The Boogedy’s getting diaper rash from eating so many.


2 Responses to “Last Harvest”

  1. 1 maria November 26, 2008 at 12:02 pm

    My mom tells me that when I was a young girl (maybe the same age as your Boogedy?) she would keep apples in the glove compartment of the car. Just for me. And she used to tell me I ate the whole thing, but one day I asked about the seeds, and apparently, no. I ate all the parts you can eat. Isn’t that what everyone does? Maybe it was special because I was a kid? Who knows.

    Haha! There’s a bird making noises outside our bathroom window and Zero is spazzing a little and investigating.

  2. 2 Sonya November 30, 2008 at 11:00 am

    Yes, the apples do run through. With Cyrus it’s the dried ones that have the, erm, most rapid effect.

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