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Worms. Hundreds of them.

September 29, 2010

Listened to the show Saturday and it was not bad. It was a clear day after a stretch of inside days — so much rain came down last week I thought I might wake up gilled and green one morning without any effort at all. I know the good Lord said never again, but for a few hours there I was having my doubts. But what really got me going wasn't the rainfall, or how much, or the mud, or the leaves sticking to the house or the clogged up gutters. Nope. It was a bit more complicated than that.

Worms. Hundreds of them.

I happened to leave the garage door open during a particularly rainy morning, and when I went to get the Mason jars out of the trunk, there they were — like something out of the Old Testament. They appeared almost migratory, all headed for something toward the back of the garage. If I'd grown up anywhere else, it would have been horrifying. Instead, I had before me something of a challenge: how to get the worms to retreat.

I won't go into detail, but worms don't respond to commands. They don't respond to much of anything at all. Trust me on this one. Unless you touch them. Then they simply recoil, pause, and go back to what they were doing. I thought about salt, buckets of water, even the Wet/Dry vac. I ended up sweeping them out with Mr. Sundberg's Gentle Brush broom and, despite my care, there were fatalities. Many. But I finished the job, because the worm scent was growing unbearable, and because you can't start sweeping out the worms and not finish. You can't.

I finished. I spent the next morning on the garage floor with a chisel. Dead worms dry fast and stick hard, and — once you pry them off — they leave a mark. You've got to admire them, though. There's something to be said for knowing where you want to be and not letting anything get in your way, come Gentle Brush brooms or high water. Tenacity and perseverance are bound to leave a mark. Of course they are.

It's apple time again, and I've hauled in a sack or two of Honeycrisps already. Here's a quick dessert that is well worth the peeling time. Throw it together before the kids come home, for a light dessert, for breakfast, even. Nothing baked with apples and oatmeal is ever a disappointment.

Simple Apple Crisp

2 cups sliced apples
3/4 cup sugar
2 T flour

Topping:
1/4 cup oatmeal
1/4 cup brown sugar
1/4 cup shortening or butter
1/4 cup flour
1 tsp cinnamon
Freshly grated nutmeg (optional)

Mix apples, sugar and flour together and place in greased 9" pan. Mix topping ingredients into crumbles and spread over apples. Bake in 350 degree oven for 35-40 minutes.

Enjoy!

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