So, I was reading a post from
thepioneerwoman.com, and she was making homemade applesauce. I hadn't even thought about homemade applesauce in years, but all of a sudden it made me melancholy. We lived on a small "farm" in a small town in Massachusetts for many years, where we had almost four acres of land, with chickens, pigs, goats, geese and lots of garden. So, I sold eggs, corn, tomatoes and strawberries, just at a little table on the street where we lived. It was a main thoroughfare, so it was pretty busily travelled.
I loved those days, as I was raising my kids, busy every day with them, their activities, the farm, my hubby, etc., etc. It was hard work, but lots of fun, too. I miss that. We had bonfires at parties, hayrides for the kids a few times, grew pumpkins, and delighted in watching the kids try to pick up the biggest one they could. And I canned, froze veggies and fruits, milked a goat every day,just for our own use, and had meat from the pigs, and eggs from the chickens, strawberries when they were in season, etc. I LOVED that life. That kind of life continued when we moved to Vermont in 1978' and had a 119 acre farm there. A proper farm. We had a few cows, raised heifers, had chickens, and I continued canning, and freezing, etc.
To get to the point, I used to buy bushels of apples, especially in Massachusetts, and I would make pies and freeze them, and applesauce, and Apple butter. I canned the applesauce and apple butter, and in those days, I had an old hand worked food mill. I would cut the apples, skin, core and all, simmer them with a little water, til they were cooked, then put them thru the foodmill. Because I left the skin on, the applesauce would have a nice pink color from those skins. And it was the most delicious applesauce I ever had. I would can as many jars as I could, cause we all loved it! and it would be gone before we knew it. Here's the food mill. Yep, I still have it. To me, that wasn't work, it was just plain heavenly fun!
SorryI am getting long- winded. Well, I have decided if I can find enough apples, probably not at the grocery store, as they are too expensive, I am going to make applesauce. I am so excited! I'll check out farmer's markets, maybe I can find a bushel there.
Anyway , I WAS melancholy, but then I determined I would find cheaper apples and make my applesauce, so I felt a little better. But THEN, the doorbell rang and guess what I had there? My package was delivered from
Susanbranch.com that I had ordered about ten days ago. I haven't even unpacked all of it yet, but that package did the trick. I am no longer Melancholy!!! I know I WILL HAVE applesauce soon, and I have all these little goodies waiting for me as I unpack the box that arrived. I waited a long time to order these items, and now they have come. Isn't life beautiful?
I have got to get busy and start supper, and then I can open the box, and then go outside. And sit on the patio in this wonderful Fall air, and crochet, with a cup of tea. Now, WHY would I be melancholy???
Later.... JO
P.S. If you haven't visited The Pioneer Woman, or Susan Branch, do so soon, as they are both wonderful places to visit!! xxoo