One of those October days that has a memory of summer, though the evening air has Autumn's breath in it. At dusk there is an army of spiders standing sentry along each window.
It's that time of year again. Apples galore! The house fills with the aroma of cloves and nutmeg.
A lovely afternoon spent in Nina's kitchen. Children dashing in and out, crowding around the table, and then gone again.
2 comments:
my favorite apple is the little one poking its little head beside the jar. That is my favorite apple of all.
I know! mine too!
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