I searched through recipes online and came up with several that you do in the crockpot. I settled on this one because it didn't require a huge amount of time from start to finish. I liked the idea of leaving the lid off during the last bit of cooking. It worked great, although a word of warning if you use the recipe. It only took about an hour to cook down once the lid was removed, not the four and a half hours the recipe states.
While the apples cooked we drove down to the local u-pick blackberry farm. This is a brilliant place to pick blackberries because they are thornless. I'm very happy to pay a dollar a pound in exchange for not getting cut to shreds. Because this was a canning weekend we decided to make some blackberry jam.
We finished the jam and the apples were still cooking, so we then made a batch of pumpkin butter. I had baked the pumpkins early Saturday morning before Alexandra arrived.
I wish I could have also canned the smells in the house. Baked pumpkin, apples simmering in the crockpot, and sweet blackberry jam bubbling away on the stove - it was heavenly!
In the midst of the canning we also managed to get some pictures of the latest project off my needles. I started this sweater in June, but then put it aside when the weather got too hot. Unfortunately, at least in terms of putting on a wool sweater for pictures, Saturday was another scorcher. I thought I was going to melt walking down to the creek, and maybe I'm just paranoid, but I'm quite sure people were staring at me. Small wonder.
|Tea with Jam and Bread, knit with Cascade 220|
I debated whether or not to include the pockets. I have a vest I made that has pockets that stick out on the sides and give the impression I'm a balloon being filled with air. It's not a look I am fond of. But since these pockets are on the front I decided to take a chance and put them in. I'm really glad I did. I think they give the sweater personality.
I'm super pleased with how it turned out, and I'm sure it will be worn lots this fall and winter. It was such a nice weekend in so many ways, but the very best part was spending it with Alexandra. It was so nice to see her feeling well, and in such a good place in her life right now. Her health issues will be a lifelong struggle for her, but she handles them with grace and courage. When she was little, and oh so sick, I used to worry about what things were going to be like for her as an adult. Slowly, slowly, I'm letting go of some of that worry. I think she's going to be okay.