Since we rode the Gold Wing yesterday, I figured today was a day to get some things done.
As we were getting ready to go for our walk, Cliff listed several things he could do out in the shop, then said, "But I'm seriously thinking about going for a ride to Jamesport; the Amish might be harvesting corn now."
I took the top off the churn and covered the jar with foil. I hung out the load of clothes I had washed. I made a picnic lunch and made coffee for the thermos. I went out and milked Bonnie-the-Jersey-cow.
I left the piles of clothes on the floor and away we went.
"There are other orchards up the road," Cliff said.
So we went on to Waverly, where nothing was labeled as #2, but all the Fujis looked terrible and could have been graded as #3: sunburnt and cracked and ugly! I worked at an orchard for many years, and I know what a good apple should look like. They wanted $7.99 a bag, the same sized bag that Rasa Orchards were selling for $7.50, but their apples were good.
Well, we weren't going to be coming home the same way, so I bought some ugly, overpriced apples. But NEVER AGAIN!
We did have a lovely ride up 24 and 65 highways.
We picnicked in Chillicothe, and then went to Jamesport.
We did some shopping at an Amish store and came on home by a different route, Highway 13.
Cliff says next year when we go up there, we're taking the motorcycle trailer.
So, after a nice ride, I came home and looked at the clothes on the kitchen floor and decided to leave them there for tomorrow.
I got out a cookie sheet and measured out 1/3 cup servings of butter and a single one-cup serving that I'll use in baked goods of some kind. Butter made from unpasteurized cream doesn't keep as long as store-bought butter, so I am freezing it in small amounts to keep it fresh.
So, that's how my day went. How was yours?