Can you smell it?

Smell what? Why, the cinnamon and apples, of course. The 4th apple walnut bundt cake was put in the oven at 7:30 pm and the first two are ready to go out to the freezer. We stopped at the Friday Fair market yesterday and one guy had one small bag of Jonagold apples left. So I figured I may as well get started on fall baking. Some of those apples are huge, so I still have 4 left. No, no more apple cakes. But I'm not sure what yet. I'll be doing cookies, I'm sure, but not with apples, and pumpkin and apple pies around Thanksgiving. I use Granny Smiths for apple pie because they stay firm when they're cooked.

Welcome, Tina and Linda.

I belong to the Limestone Creek Fiber Guild, which started as an informal get together of fibery folks about once every other month. This was about 4 years ago? Maybe 5?

* * * * * We interrupt this blog for an important bulletin. Just tasted cake #3. As I suspected, I forgot the white sugar. I did put the brown sugar in, so it's not totally yuck. I had added the white and wheat flours to the mixing bowl, then stopped to make supper. Mistake! When I went back to it, I skipped over the white sugar. I thought the batter was a little different, but couldn't put my finger on it. Drier, maybe? I wondered about the sugar. Now I know. Now back to your regularly scheduled blog. * * * * *

Now Limestone Creek meets pretty much every month. The "den mother" is a llama owner, as are some of the other members. Then there's a new every-other-Tuesday group nearby - the name escapes me at the moment - so I've started going to that once a month. It forces me to get some spinning done. In fact, most of that farm yarn I talked about was done at the Limestone Creek meetings.