A very early morning on the day we should be able to sleep in. Labor Day holiday indeed. My hard-working hubby to the airport at an ungodly hour; off to very far away places for a week. The drive back from the airport rather nice, hardly any traffic and a most beautiful sunrise.
Today will be spent thinking about apples. September is all about apples. New York state grows many fine types of apples, and they should be ripe for picking, even though a large percentage of the crop was destroyed during a freakish hot spell in April, followed by three hard frosts. So many delicious apple recipes. I hope to share one or two here with you.
Enjoy a safe Monday. Summer is unofficially over. No complaints here.