Tom Tom is waiting for his next free meal. In the most part, he isn't hungry. He wants to be petted and rubs against your leg to encourage you to do so. He is tame but one does not pick him up nor do you try to put a flea collar on him. Maybe when cold weather gets here he can be flea free.
We finished up the last of the fallen apples from our tree by making pie. The apples are pretty bruised up or bug bitten but I peeled around many a flaw to get good apple slices for pie. Della made two regular sized pies and one smaller one in an antique glass pie plate. She froze one of them and baked the other two for our enjoyment.
I am the expert crispy maker. I am still five years old and I get to roll out the leftover dough for the cinnamon and sugar. It is a great way to get to taste my wife's crust before the pie has cooled.
We have a second spring going on with the dandelions and my creeping bluebells. The main planting of these are being mowed down as they are all dead. But over to the side these blooms are showing.
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