...that's what Jonah said while we were picking apples. "Mom, it's a happy harvest day!"
Here's what I have to work on today-- apples and corn. Yesterday I did pickles and beans. Both days, I've baked sourdough bread (nothing like heating up the house with a 450 degree oven first thing on a hot summer morning!). Today the bread is for us, yesterday I baked the bread going to a market with some Amish neighbors today.
I'm so very excited to have apples from our own trees this year! Yeah, so they're a little spotty and wormy, but as my Dad would say, "It's protein." I find that I can cut the wormy parts out and most of the apple is good. Of course, I can't store them, I just have to use them up. Nathan pruned the trees pretty heavily and I'm amazed at how much better they are already. They need more heavy pruning (he's spacing the major pruning out over the course of 2-3 years) and we're going to start spraying with Basic H to hopefully help with the worms and disease.
And the corn is puny and pathetic due to drought, but it's something. We'll take what we get and be thankful, I guess.
Ahhh, summer. Why can't it be August all year?