Apples to Applesauce

It ended up that I did have help for applesauce day.  Between my husband and I we were able to get done in no time.  We cut them up and cooked them until they were soft enough to go through the Victorio. (Believe me it is an ancient one. We paid $19.00 for it when we bought it probably 30 years ago. It's a bit rough around the edges, but she gets the job done.)

We scoop the cooked apples into the hopper and turn the handle.

Out comes this lovely pink sauce.  This goes in the big kettle to be heated before adding to the jars.

This is what half a bushel of applesauce looks like in a pot.  The black canner is heating up for the jars to go inside.

Here is the finished product!  Ten quarts of beautiful applesauce...plus a little for lunch and a bit for the dear lady next door.

O God, the Eternal All, help me to know

   that all things are shadows, but thou art substance,

      all things are quicksands, but thou art mountain,

      all things are shifting, but thou art anchor,

      all things are ignorance, but thou art wisdom.

--an excerpt from Purification, from The Valley of Vision