Those Crabapples ARE Edible After All

These are my plans:

• Pick about 10 ripe crabapples. Ripe means red.
  
• Mince 'em with a vengeance and no mercy. Seeds? Meh. Seeds never hurt anybody.
  
• Stick 'em in a pot with a couple tablespoons honey. Simmer simmer simmer. Destination: mush.
  
• Put the mush in a PIE. (A small one. More like a tart, really.)

I'll let you know how it works out.

Bunny, Cute As A

Awww. It's baby Thumper in the woods!

Actually, it's just the view outside my office window. I have windows now. They're like walls, only you can see through them. Except when a co-worker's dog parks her butt there to stare droolingly at all the tasty wildlife.

The fruit scattered all over the ground are crabapples. Not the usefully edible kind. At least, not by me. Thumper seems to like them.