After a special breakfast at the church this morning, followed by visits with a couple of our church members who were in the hospital, followed by a trip to Salem, I
finally got started on applesauce this afternoon. I had the pleasure of
Laura's company while processing of the first batch; she stopped by on her way home. Before she left we indulged in some fleece fondling, taking an undercover look at my three rams. She had admired Blake's fleece photo on my blog, and seemed as pleased with it in person. Interestingly enough, she didn't think Bunker felt as soft as Blake - or as Blackberry. Laura has a LOT more sheep and fleece experience than I do, so it will be interesting to see if the fleece histograms on these three next spring prove her hand. And if my two homies indeed test out to have nicer fleece than the ramling I purchased, I won't be at all disappointed!
By the time I quit this evening, 14 quarts of applesauce were canned. I probably have enough apples to do 35-40 quarts more; I'll be back at it tomorrow morning. Oh, and Blake got put back in the bachelor pad tonight; he was butting Katie this morning and Bramble tonight. Don't know if he's just frustrated because no one was receptive or what, but beating up on the ladies is not allowed!
That's it for now at . . .
4 comments:
I have learned after many years that what Laura says I need to listen to. It doesn't mean she practices what she preaches, but she has a load of experience and information, and as much as I hate to admit it, she's often right.
That's alot of applesauce... But it will taste so good this fall and winter.
I love your sheep and all their names.. It seems I have read your blog for so long I know what each one looks like.. I love Willard,, he is a sparky one..ornery and full of life.
Oh my goodness, I got Willard confused with another farm~ Pumpkin Patch.. That is where Willard lives. Sorry about that. I just love to read the blogs that you girls write about your sheep.
That's okay; I knew where you got the name Willard from, and was not at all offended. I've been to Punkin's Patch (before Willard arrived) and love it there!
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