Miranda and I have been taking walks through the neighborhood, and have discovered a row of crabapple trees in the park. She enjoys nibbling on the crabapples (I figured they were probably organic), and today we picked about 50 to try and make a cobbler for dessert. I'm wondering how much effort it takes to prepare a fruit the size of a large gumball. (I have a feeling that they won't get peeled.)
One of the fruit trees -- what gorgeous color! And doesn't Miranda look at home beneath the branches.
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