Posting every day: apple cider memories
chopped apples for cider-making |
I'm used to writing a post when I have something interesting to write about.
Daily posts encourage a bit of that, but also somehow can become a weighty responsibility. Ugh, I still need to write a post, I was thinking, just before our annual rivalry game between Clemson and University of South Carolina is going to start.
I was doing a daily post for some time this summer, before signing on to the daily posting commitment, but we were traveling, in a new place (so lots to write about) and now, as the days are getting shorter, I'm feeling less inspired.
The pocket meadow in front looks tired (what would I write about it?); my front raised-bed vegetable garden turned herb garden looks OK, but also needs attention. I didn't plant anything new this fall, having succumbed to some dreadful odd cold virus that kept me feeling sub-par for a month. (Nothing to write about there).
And truly, I'm not one to write about inner angst, of which I have plenty, but I'm quite sure that wouldn't be interesting, too.
As I went on a community orchard tour this afternoon, with trees planted in public housing projects across our mountain city, I'm remembering the apple harvest of fall, 2015. And the aftermath, painful hand issues!
I so admire those that know how to can and create new foods from items they have grown. My talents do not lie there. I do have the very bad habit of overusing my arthritic hands and paying a huge price for it. I hope your hands are not giving you too much grief as to make you stop doing what you enjoy.
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Lauren
Well, I learned my lesson about overuse that year! Ugh. Moderation makes all the difference.
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