I wish they were from our own trees, but it is almost better than that: they are from neighbors who have way more than they want or can use. We have buckets of bruised fruit for the animals and this box, and we can go back for more when we want more. As a token exchange we gave them some pork sausage and sweet cream butter.
Bret picked up one of those wonderful hand-crank apple peeler/corer/slicer gizmos from the Mennonite general store, and this week I will be freezing some apple slices and canning applesauce and apple pie filling. I have never canned before (made jam once with my mom, that's about it), so I will be learning something this week I've always wanted to learn. This is the way I always seem to learn, getting tossed into the water and having to learn to swim or just go down.
I just wish the apples had arrived a week ago...we are starting school tomorrow!