Apple crisp

There is a feeling that makes me the happiest. I walk home on a breezy fall day, I enter my house, and suddenly get a whiff of my mom’s favorite fall scent, cinnamon apple. I get to curl up in a fuzzy blanket, with my only worry being if tomorrow is going to be another perfect fall day.     The day of school, that was as slow as a turtle, had just ended. I am on my way home on the rambunctious bus. The bus ride where all the rowdy children are letting out all their energy that was bottled up all

neatly organized white polished plane, I never though something would go wrong. I woke up and found myself on an extremely hot bright sunny desert island filled with shiny soft bright green palm trees containing rough bright yellow hard felt juicy apples. The simple strong plane I was in earlier shattered into little pieces of broken glass and metal when crashing onto the wet slimy coffee colored sand and burning with red orange colored flames. After my realization to this heart throbbing incident

Long ago, out in the beautiful, vast forest, where the birds were chirping, the skies were bright blue with spots of fluffy, white clouds, there lived Snow White, a beautiful girl with skin as white as snow, and hair as black as the midnight sky. Snow White lived with the seven “little” giraffes in a small little cabin they built years ago. One day, the beautiful girl went outside to water her plants. As she watered her plants, the girl realized that it had been the perfect weather to explore the

Snow White and the Seven Little Giraffes By: Eunice and Katie Long ago, out in the beautiful, vast forest, where the birds were chirping, the skies were bright blue with spots of fluffy, white clouds, there lived Snow White, a beautiful girl with skin as white as snow, and hair as black as the midnight sky. Snow White lived with the seven “little” giraffes in a small little cabin they built years ago. One day, Snow White went outside to water her plants. As she was watering her plants, she realized

Choices are everywhere, some here, and some there, some good and others, not so good. “The Road Not Taken” is a poem written by Robert Frost which is all about choices, and how tradition affects those. In “The Road Not Taken”, Frost conveys that someone who decides to take a different path from the usual, leaves traditions behind and has new choices. One way how Frost shows that someone who leaves the path of tradition has new choices is through symbolism. This first line of the poem shows symbolism

together. You eat a wonderful breakfast of French Toast with fresh strawberries and powdered sugar on your deck. It’s late Autumn in South Carolina, so the weather is crisp and the leaves are changing. As you look out into your backyard you think about how lucky you are to own such great

Farmer’s Market Blog Post Prize Candle Goes to the Farmers Market! Farmers Markets are a great summer tradition, but we visited our local Farmers Market to help get us ready for fall. We decided to send one of our employees down to the market to get us ready for fall Here’s what she discovered. 1. Fall Flowers: While your gardens might be resting, that doesn’t mean you can’t have a fun display of fall flowers. Think sunflowers, dried lavender bundles, and anything red. IMAGE: gallery of flowers

sunflowers in full bloom. The red delicious and green granny smith apples are ready to be plucked and baked into the first pies of the season. The squirrels busy themselves collecting food to be harvested and stow it away as winter is soon to come. The ground once lush, green, blades, now blanketed with fallen leaves of golden yellow, bright red, and orange. The days have given way to longer nights, and the warmer days are now cool and crisp. The air is thick and green. At night you can smell fresh

The ground, covered in flame-like leaves, plays host to a dozen diving children looking for fallen apples they are far too short to reach for from the trees. Other children enlist the help of their parents arms to lift them high enough to pick the crunchiest apple on the tree. However beautiful it is, though, the magic of fall is in its transitory nature. Leaves from green turn yellow, turn orange, turn red to brown - until they're

individuals who battle with joint agony. Apple juice vinegar – there must be something exceptionally solid in the utilization of apple juice vinegar as the father of solution, Hippocrates, utilized vinegar around 400 BC in light of its sound properties. It is said that he utilized just two cures: nectar and apple juice vinegar. Apple juice vinegar is produced using crisp and ready apples which are later aged and experience thorough procedure to give the last item. Apple juice vinegar contains pectin, a