It sure is lucky for my children that my idea of fun is picking feral* apples, making them into sauce, and then canning the sauce. If you're going to only have one hobby, I suppose it might as well be an edible one.
More beneficial to them than Sudoku.
Of course, those lucky children spent most of the time I was making and canning the applesauce fighting over blocks and action figures, resulting in many canning interruptions for Mom Refereeing.
Oh well. Anyone who expects gratitude from children is doomed to disappointment.
* As opposed to true wild apples, like crabapples. There are legions of feral apple trees around here that are descendants of unknown cultivars planted by settlers many years ago. Perfect for fall foraging and a winter's supply of applesauce.
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Keeping all those jars filled for later enjoyment is an unappreciated chore, until, of course, the jars are opened and consumed! So few, yet way too many, days until the beginning of school.
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