Aside from being my most-favorite season, fall is bringing an unexpected joy to us this year.
We have two apple trees on our ol’ homestead, a fact that I find disproportionately charming. I love that I am an apple-tree owner. I love that we can watch the apples blossom, bloom and grow into delicious fruit. I love that my girls can pluck an apple, fresh from the branch, and munch on it for an early morning snack.
Last year, we failed to get much of an apple crop. Instead, we had rotten apples filled with worms and even worse, bees that inflicted Ada’s first sting of her little life. But, we heard a rumor that apple trees tend to do well every other year; one year yielding crappy apples; the next overflowing with deliciousness. So we held hope that this year would be the year.
Our hope was not unfounded.
There shall be applesauce, apple pies, apple cobbler, apple cider, apple bread, apple-raisin bread, apple bread pudding, apple crisp, caramel apples, and well, just apples. I’m afraid we are going to have more apples than we know what to do with. (Sidenote: if anyone has any good recipes for apples, please do share!)
I’m so excited for fall and my crisp apples. They represent a new season, which is pretty fitting seeing as how today is the first day of my new job as a labor and delivery nurse. I’ll be training full-time on days for at least six weeks, so this is definitely a season of change for our family. I’ll be stocking up on my meal planning tips and frozen dinners, for sure. Hey–that reminds me, did you know you can freeze apples?
Happy fall everyone!