My modest hoard of winter squash
I spent a pleasant few hours yesterday afternoon, my trusty side kick Cosmo and I, picking and storing away apples and pears. I say pleasant but really there were far too many earwigs involved and in all honesty after rumaging down my sleeve for one that fell down there I started to think I’m not cut out for this country life at all. I am getting better with spiders and earwigs and the like though. The kids help me with that because a. I dont want to set a silly example and b. there is not a lot of time for fussing these days and c. I realise they have fascinating little lives that make everything grow and decompose and survive.
I fished the earwig out, we were both left unharmed, I sat down and tried one of those small dull looking apples that I assumed was going to be…meh, but it turned out to be the best apple I have ever eaten in my life!