Thursday, October 18, 2007

Indiana Fall: A story in One Act

Last weekend, Michael and I paid a long overdue visit to Elkhart. Thanks to Emily's insistence that we re-live her childhood, we found ourselves traversing the back roads of Indiana in search of an old apple orchard. And then, gold:

Or so we thought. The late frosts this spring and lack of rain this summer have left parts of Indiana, Ohio, and Michigan shy on apples. Jacqueline was comforted by the gourds we found for sale, but Michael was inconsolable.

After we knocked on the door of the old house, however, and J reacquainted herself with the Eberlys, we were told to scavenge for whatever we could find:

In the midst of our frolicking, Don met us with a WWI-era shotgun (and his dog, I think from the same era). In jest, of course--or so he claimed. Walking through the orchard, we heard stories of elephants, crooked politicians, and hardy hibiscus.

The stories continued into the barn, where Don supplemented our meager fruit supply and sent us home with wishes for a delicious evening.

Jacqueline's pie did not disappoint.


emily said...

my mama sure does make a good pie. i would venture to say the best apple pie i ever did taste. use my crust recipe (for it is the child's job to improve upon their parents, is it not?) and you've got gold!!

look at that crumble top!

emily said...

p.s. she is also real purty.

JAZH said...

WOW! Abbi's lovely prose and photos are gift to us all! A day I will always remember. Emmy lou must visit and teach me how to make the butter crust.

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