The bucket of apples had one apple with a few bites taken out and the apple replaced. a two year old was responsible and had another in his hand.A friend was in the kitchen making a large batch of caramel as we picked more to dip in this lovely sauce. After eating a big meal of fish I had caught I could not slow down on the dessert to dip the fruit in.It was still hot and one needed to let it cool a bit on their plate before eating it. I had to go in and wash up after a bit, having sticky fingers from serving the grandchildren sitting near me and showing off my talents of consuming large quantities.I came back and cut a few more apples and started back into an eating frenzy. MMMM, the best in the Midwest.
Richard getting cleaned up for a show. He is only five months and still a little naive when getting handled.The children all gathered to help, but as their imaginations soared the job was left to my oldest and me. There were a lot of burrs from his romps in the pasture with brothers and sisters.He is a Baby Doll Sheep and has wool comparable to cashmere.
The bucket of water becomes a popular hangout on a hot summer day.
A nearby neighbors front garden display
It is hard to see the small chick keeping under it's mothers body for protection. As she moved it circled under her learning to search for food.
A proud father has something more to crow about.
A few plums are waiting to be made into a great dessert.I was glad to have some vanilla ice cream to accompany it.You put the fruit in the bottom,pour a batter over this and top with boiling water and butter and bake it. It will be a breakfast, lunch or dinner treat for me in days to come. Stop by and I'll put on the coffee. Have a great week!