A Windfall

We got a phone call from a friend of a friend asking if we should like to pick up some apples.  Wife Person and The Boy went out to the farm and picked them up: from under the tree.  The apples were somewhat bruised, but ideal for sauce.  The Ladies of this House spent the afternoon dealing with them; and they made apple crumble for pudding this evening.

We now have a gallon of apple sauce cooled in the fridge, waiting to be divided up on Monday.  It was quite a windfall.

About Tweed and Briar

I am the pastor of a rather conservative rural congregation. My interests alongside of work are hunting, fly fishing, cooking, and life in an agricultural community. By way of family, I have a wife and two children: a daughter and a son. I am of indeterminate age because my wife is a bit younger than I am and my son is ages with some of my friends’ grandchildren. However, to say that I slip smoothly among the generations would imply an agility which I no longer possess. I aspire to the genteel poverty of the country manse.
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1 Response to A Windfall

  1. I am thankful for the apples, and thankful for the sauce, but I had the most fun driving out to that farm! What a gorgeous day it was!

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