“The air was fresh and crisp and had a distinct smell which was a mixture of the dried leaves on the ground and the smoke from the chimneys and the sweet ripe apples that were still clinging onto the branches in the orchard behind the house.”
~~Arlene Stafford-Wilson, Recipes and Recollections: Treats and Tales from Our Mother's Kitchen
We're spending a lot of time on country roads looking for our homestead.
I can see a little house tucked back in the corner with the trees, can't you?
~Nancy ~ 3.5.2016
I can see a little house tucked back in the corner with the trees, can't you?
~Nancy ~ 3.5.2016
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