Today was a good day. It was a day for wrestling with tomato plants. And picking apples! I mostly grabbed the fruits I could reach (either from the ground or the Kubota), but I got to climb one of the trees and shake its branches! Tiring, but much more fun than the day of pulling ALL the turnips in 90-degree heat. (I filled most of a garage with those.)
This picture sucks because my (dumb)phone took it, but we picked enough apples today to cover a sizeable portion of the cellar floor. Some of them will become desserts. More will become cider!
So far, things are good here. I'm glad that E. (the daughter of M., who I'm working for) is here right now; she's been helping out and showing me how to do a lot of things (because I do not know how gardening works).
C. has already visited once; he biked from over an hour away to come and see me at this very remote place, and it was wonderful. I think that I get to have weekends with him, too.