Getting Saucy

It's been a great year for apples in our area, and my mom's trees are no exception.  Last Saturday, we picked a few pecks, at least (I really have no idea how big a peck is.)  Now, it's my job to turn them into sauce.  Cook one day, mill the next...'til they're tucked away in the freezer to enjoy this winter.

(The title comes from one of my Grampy's favorite sayings:  "Now, don't be saucy.")

Nephew Kelley

Nephew Forrest picking in the pasture (near my mom's
two-year wood supply)