Closing up for the winter, we took a bit of time to harvest the apples from the old tree beside the cottage. We ended up with about three large bags full of apples. The day before, we'd grabbed as many of the little sour wild grapes which were easy to reach, growing along the roadway leading to the cottage. We got perhaps a grocery bag full.
To what end? Much boiling in the slow cooker for the apples, and a trip through the juicer and then into Selena's magic pot for the grapes. Then, giant jars of organic apple butter, and the most amazing organic grape jelly ever tasted. Not bad for easily foraged wild fruit that otherwise would have mostly just rotted.