A smattering of this and that

I woke up this morning ready to tell you about the tornado that came through and destroyed my house last night. Then I realized it was all a vivid dream. Too bad, it would have made a great entry.

The temperature has been dropping down to 25F {-3c} at night, and I have realized that I have not set the timer for the heat lamp in the chicken coop. As soon as it warms up enough where my hands will not stick to the metal gate, I will go do that.

The sweet potatoes are all wrapped up, individually, in newspapers and stored for the winter. I have a few of the smaller ones out to make some sweet potato biscuits. And my husband was badgering me about making sweet potato pie. Seems he is in no mood to wait until Thanksgiving.

Speaking of husbands, mine recently returned from Daytona Beach, Florida {where it was 80F {26c} at night}. He was sent out for Biketoberfest.While he was gone, I got to spend two weeks doing not only my own chores, but his as well. It got me thinking about pioneer women. They had to do just about everything themselves while their husband were away hunting, or travailing to find work. I don't know how they kept their sanity. Just his few farm chores put me behind on everything. I stumbled through the ones I didn't know very well, and didn't put the animal feed into the bin. Instead I placed the bags in the garage and filled a bucket to throw at them. I will not go back into that pen until that turkey is gone. I don't care how much he likes me {that's why I won't go in there}

My apple project has come to an end. I have done a variety of things with them. I will leave it up to you, if you would like to hear about apples let me know. Until then, I will leave you with this Apple Danish. Enjoy!