This morning I am at the oral surgeon having a problem tooth pulled. What fun.
On Saturday evening my neighbor gave me a gift of apples from her trees, potatoes, assorted peppers, tomatoes, and okra. What a blessing! In return I gave her a quart of goat milk and a bar of goat milk soap.
The apples, as she put it, have "faults" this year, bad spots. Since I'm canning them I don't mind. I think we are lucky to have apples at all this year since a late freeze took out most of the fruit crop in our area.
Since Saturday night I have been canning and dehydrating this wonderful gift. I wanted to get as much done as possible before this morning's appointment, since I don't know how long it will take for me to recover. I have no plans to do anything today but sleep and take it easy; my husband and daughter are taking over the animal chores today. I guess I'll pretend I'm on vacation.