At some point today, I should probably make applesauce out of the remainder of the bushel of apples that I bought. Two weeks ago, I bought cottage cheese, thinking I would be making applesauce soon. It's still good.
Two weeks from now, Thanksgiving will be over, and my family will be departing. I know that I will look back longingly, wishing I could redo the stretch of holidays over again. In some ways, I feel similarly about the month of October. What a delight that month was. Of course, September was also lovely. What a great autumn I have had.
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I went to write a poem about making applesauce, and my morning writing time has evaporated into the blare of TV noise and Saturday schedules ahead. But I'll go ahead and post this unfinished writing.
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