Baking a Pie

I made a pie today. It was probably the best pie I have ever made. I used butter in the crust instead of shortning on the advice of my friend and due to the fact that was what I had on hand. It was a caramel apple pie. I decided to use up the fresh apples before they rot. MMMMM, it was good.



I also worked out at the gym for the first time in a month, because of the illness, and I didn't feel to bad. I still coughed a bit but I think I will try to work out about 2-3 times a week. Daylight is getting shorter and I get lazier. The exercise helps me alot with feeling better, stronger and after eating the pie, less guilty.



I am seeing lots of geese flocking up and flying south for the winter. It reminds me of a poem and song I heard a few years ago. It really sums up the geese and the other birds that are starting to leave. This poem was set to music and it is really beautiful.


Something Told The Wild Geese

Something told the wild geese
It was time to go,
Though the fields lay golden
Something whispered, ‘Snow!’
Leaves were green and stirring,
Berries lustre-glossed,
But beneath warm feathers
Something cautioned, “Frost!’
All the sagging orchards
Steamed with amber spice,
But each wild beast stiffened
At remembered ice.
Something told the wild geese
It was time to fly -
Summer sun was on their wings,
Winter in their cry.
- Rachel Field (1894-1942).