I Love My Grown Kids!

Today, Sarah took pity on me and came up to help me get over some hurdles.  We got the back of the house power washed and then bottled 21 quarts of apples.  When I whipped out the camera she asked me if I was going to blog this . .  there she goes, asking me that silly question!

Sarah getting the last bottle filled.  Pinching pennies . . .  steaming the peels and cores so that I can make apple butter . . . yum!