New post on Daughter on Duty

“Four pints of applesauce from the elusive and deceptively early Transparent apples I picked last night—Mama’s favorite—quartered, cooked, processed with the Foley, and canned, ping, ping, ping, ping; garden sprinkler on; Mama walked; nine flies killed (thinking there was a hatch in the house yesterday); blueberry pancakes with warm applesauce on the table. By 9:00, just as the overcast sky began to clear on its way to today’s high of 95.” Read more