To Peel An Apple

When I was in grade school, our class took a field trip to the house of another student.



I don't recall everything we did there, but I do recall learning to make cinnamon applesauce.



It must have been Fall.



The lady allowed us each to turn the crank on her apple coring machine.



I thought it was the niftiest thing.



And I have wanted a machine of my own ever since.



They always felt like an indulgence at $20 or even $15 apiece.



But this weekend, I found one brand new, on sale at a thrift store for $3.



I'm tempted to say my life is now complete, but really it is just a tad more sweet.



Apple curls, anyone?

UpWards Ends

Logan closed out her first (and likely last) season as a cheerleader the week before Thanksgiving. They were given a team photo at the ending ceremony. Here it is, courtesy of 

Pam Bell Photography: 

(go peek at her photos, she's got some nice shots over there)