Cool, Crisp and Apple Pie

Fall is in the air, it's crisp out and the leaves are changing. This is my favorite time of the year in Colorado. I remember growing up in California, I always liked fall, but nothing changes color in California, it's like a canvas that's spray painted, always green, always palm trees swaying in the wind, leaves on the ground, heaven forbid, lol. Today is a light work day, so I have errands planned.....pick up the dogs perscription dog food, one of my Basset Hounds' has pancreatitis and eats special dog food to the tune of $2 a pound, I can buy meat cheaper than that, but to avoid an expensive vet bill, it's a must. I plan on going to see the horses today and riding some. It's a lovely day, I am thinking Tanner will enjoy a trail ride on Cisco. Although the other day, when I talked Gramma into coming down to take pics of him riding, he decided it was more fun to show off for Gramma with the ball, so much for that idea, little stinker. And last on my list is an apple pie. I am not a pie baker, my mother is a pie baker, although I don't ever remember her making apple specifcially. I've always wanted to try an apple pie from scratch, but do you know what's stopped me? The same thing, that's stopped many a budding cooks, I bet, peeling all those darned apples. But today, this is my mission, worse case, I'll grab a bowl and my apples and let tanner play in the yard while I peel them. I can't take "that" long, can it?

My thought for the day: "Why do we stop playing in the leaves, when we grow up? When did it suddenly become not fun or did it?"

Jen