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Apple Butter

October sunshine
weak as a newborn kitten
in the northern sky
surrounded by gentle winds
while stirring apple butter

Written October 26, 2022

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Caren Krutsinger

October 27, 2022 at 5:04 PM

so pretty. I would love some of that apple butter!

L Milton Hankins

October 27, 2022 at 9:11 PM

Thanks. I haven't been to a stirring since my sister died. She and her husband made apple butter which they sold commercially. It was incredibly good.

Jim Slaughter

October 27, 2022 at 11:21 AM

Oooh! Thanks for the reminder, L M. I haven't had apple butter in a 'coon's age. I'm adding it right now to my shopping list for next time.

L Milton Hankins

October 27, 2022 at 11:55 AM

It's good stuff, Jim. Thanks for your note.

Elizabeth Mccann

October 26, 2022 at 9:20 PM

What a gem! The newborn kitten! But apple butter! I recently spent a whole morning trying to replicate my Grandmother's Pennsylvania Deutsch recipe. Came close, but something is still missing. Elizabeth

L Milton Hankins

October 27, 2022 at 7:52 AM

I'm sure you didn't miss the cinnamon, Elizabeth. Maybe a tisch of allspice?