Fully fall

My view of the house this morning while doing chores:

Wet leaves, green grass, gray skies; my soul finds the change refreshing.

With wet weather in the forecast, I had my guys fill two five-gallon buckets with apples yesterday so I could can applesauce and prep apple pie filling today. But the approaching rain gave Rick his own ideas; yesterday afternoon he visited the vineyard owner to see if harvest was over. It is, not because the grapes are all picked, but because the winery is at capacity! Rick got permission to glean, and came home with a mess of muscats,

and a pail of pinot gris.

Since apples keep better than ripe grapes, we're canning grape juice today instead of applesauce. Fortunately, I found a box of recycled jars; they don't fit well in my water-bath canner, but they work fine for open-kettle steamed juice.

That's it for today, from . . .