Apple Jenny

A connoisseur of delicious or Johnathan apples? Queried my mom. I had never considered her a connoisseur of either, I said with aplomb. I knew her as Apple Jenny, she was a crone with a mission to learn. I watched over her closely as she made her warm apple butter churn. A scholarly woman, a sage wild woman who knew her own mind. She was empathetic, casual, down-to-earth, pleasant and kind.