Sometimes I sit down to write here and I just have no idea where the story will lead. Tonight is one of those times.
It’s been a while since I’ve sat down to write here. It wasn’t because I haven’t wanted to, but just because I haven’t been sitting much lately. Shortly after I published my last post, we jetted over to spend a couple days at my parents’ house while Mr. Knitting Sarah had meetings. The highlight of the trip was the tried and true fall pastime around here: apple picking. My parents have an orchard a short and scenic drive from their house, so each year the kids and I go with my mom.
This year the rainy, rainy spring and summer led to an apple crop that was not the best looking. The proprietor explained that many of the apple skins had blemishes because of the weather, but…
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