Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Apples, apples, apples

Hi, it's Celia again!

This past weekend I went with Farm Hand Dad to the Father-Daughter Campout at my church. It was postponed from the previous weekend because of rain. Farm Hand Dad was in charge of the food for the campout, and he bought apple slices in little bags for us to eat.

The problem is, they didn't keep very well for this week when we actually had the campout. They were kind of mushy, and starting to smell funny, so not all of them were eaten. Mom said they would make good cider, but we don't have a cider press so....the goats ate them!

Mom and I ripped open all the bags...

...and put the apples in this pan.

Here I am carrying them out to the goats. When they see the pan, they know they're getting a treat. See how they're all lined up at the gate? Even Jello the goat chicken wants some. They can't wait!

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