Wednesday evening when Canelo and I were on our way home from our evening walk, I saw three plastic bags underneath a mailbox. I thought what a strange place to put your garbage. Oh my, that’s not garbage. It said good jam apples for free. The garden has many apple threes and this was a good apple year. Also our tree had many but were no good because of apple worms or whatever insects. I picked a bag. No one there but I said thank you so much anyways. Next morning I made apple jam. Two glass jars and one Tupperware freezer container. Not much but so yummy on porridge, pancakes, waffles, bread or in a Swiss roll and . . . it’s home made.
My Little Place In The Universe Of Spaces. 