Where is the time going? It’s hard to believe that Thanksgiving is around the corner.Gobble-gobble. The weather is fabulous – warm (no, hot) days and cool nights. I ventured out to ‘The Tree’ and picked my first bag of apples for the season. After lunch, I sat on the deck washing, slicing and piling them into the crock pot to simmer down into apple sauce. The fruits are crisp and sweet-smelling, and after cutting up the first couple of dozen, perfumed juice runs down my wrists. In the dark of winter, when the winds are howling outside, we’ll crack open a bottle of golden, cinnamon-scented applesauce, ladle it on our potato pancakes or pork chops and remember today’s blue skies and skin-puckering sunshine. As…

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