Autumn into Winter

It’s really cold and windy this morning. On days like this I know I live on the westernmost point of Brittany, where the land juts out undefended into the wild, wintery Atlantic ocean.

Trapped indoors by the weather, it is time to cook, read, keep warm, hibernate. A glut of apples led to an afternoon of  baking. The apples were a mixture of windfalls collected on nice autumn walks and “other found” apples (more on that in another post).

Result – choc chip crumble, Finnish Apple and Cinnamon cake and mini apple turnovers…..all eaten in less than 48 hours by the swarm that is my family.