



Even the youngest member of my apple family, Tallinn Pear-apple (Tallinnan päärynäomena) had five small, sweet and so red apples.

Now I just don't know what to do with all those fruits...
Maybe I'll start with an apple pie.
I hear the evening corncrake calling. Moonlight flood the fields of tasseled grain. -Eino Leino: Nocturne, 1903-
2 comments:
Ah, I was wondering the other day when you might update this :) Lovely photos.
How about brewing cider?
Yep, I started to feel sad for this neglected blog...
Cider? Hmmm... not a bad idea at all :)
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