Apple Picking

This is the Apple tree that came with the house I bought...

The farmhouse we live and work in was built in 1893 and the family that built the house produced cider from their orchard. This is the last tree I have left on my land from them. It's a very old tree and it doesn't produce every year. But this is a good year.


We picket about 40 pounds today. They aren't super pretty. They've got some lumps. But they taste pretty good. And they are ours.

A gratuitous picture of the boy being cute

And with the wife...

I was hoping someone out there could help me identify the variety of this tree. Any guesses?

Are there other aspects of the tree that would help identify it?

After picking apples this afternoon and blueberries on Saturday, my wife suggested pie for dinner. Sometimes you just have to say what the heck....

Nothing like fresh

That's fresh mozzarella cheese my wife made from our goats milk. The tomatoes are from our garden as is the basil. And it's bread she made that day. A nice meal to come home to.

My wife said the mozzarella was not hard to make, but it was time consuming. And milk consuming, two gallons of milk for about two pounds of cheese. We also got another cup of ricotta (my wife says it is marscapone because it is goats milk) that we used for lasagna today, another hit.

My wife said it was a lengthy process to make the cheese. Get it to the right temp, stir in the other ingredients. Get it to clot just right, cut the curds to the right size, drain it, stretch it, ball it, etc. But it was a wonderful cheese when I got home.