Fruits of Our Labors

Canned a batch of applesauce from our own Gravensteins this morning, which has nothing to do with this image except that we grew both the lily and the apples. It's a wonder the lily came up at all, since it is completely shaded by the very vigorous nearby fig. Maybe jam will be next, although we have a ways to go before those little bumps become nice juicy figs.

The house still smells sticky and apple-y and full of cinnamon. Yum.



Hipstamatic: Buckhorst 1 lens, Kodot XGrizzled film