I love fall. I haven’t had a lot of time to cook for myself, but I immensely enjoy eating things other people make, especially if those things involve apples. Also, I love cider donuts. I’ve even found a recipe to try, someday…when I graduate from law school, start my career, have children and watch them grow up and go away. Then I’ll make some cider donuts.
Though I’ve had less time for cooking than I’d like, I’ve found that life is grand even when it’s not centered around the stove. Especially at this time of year, and especially in Vermont.
It’s been a while, so I’ll go back a bit. Tunbridge, VT: September 17th.
Christopher and I saw some very sweet cows, and a few prize-winning vegetables.
He rode Air Force One, and felt like the king of the green mountains. I had to look away, because the sight of his whirling chair made my stomach turn. There were lots of onlookers. I licked a candy apple and stared at a grass patch.
The next day, (my birthday) I saw these beautiful berries at the farmer’s market. We ate them with Greek yogurt and clover honey. I felt like the queen.
When we visited the lake a bit later, it was quite cold. That didn’t stop my mother from swimming. This photo was taken on October 11. She is braver than I am, although I think of myself as being quite brave.
This takes us to October 11th. Can you believe?! She swam on October 11?
We had to re-stoke the fire, and we ate warm cider donuts with vanilla ice cream.
Then the trees really started to turn. It gets more beautiful, still. Just wait until next week! Life gets better and better.












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