The Pie Queen Reigns Supreme?

Tender, flaky pie crust... the Holy Grail. The judges tomorrow will be discerning, with the collective apple pie eating experience of a hundred years or more. A tough audience. let's hope the crust isn't.
The turkey hopefully is thawed. it's a 22-lb monster, an unwanted raffle prize Bob got from a golf buddy. The stuffing is made, the cranberry sauce is too. The house is dirty, but hey, the food looks good.

Fall Cleaning

Note to self on the 50,000-mile check up diagnostic test: next time, start earlier.

Today is warm but cloudy , breezy and very damp. The leaves are dropping rapidly with fat plopping sounds in the woods. The lawns and road sides are covered with a carpet of wet leaves. The colors are all dark brown, rust and yellow. We've had a spectacular foliage season, so no complaints about weak color, too brief, yadda yadda. The color has lingered and so have the warm temperatures.

Sea Change

November enters gently - 60 degrees and partly sunny. If only this was as bad as winter got. Bob caught fish this morning out at the center wall at Galilee, and tonite it's lobsta, steamahs, and stuffies. We'll throw some bass in the pot, too.
Tomorrow we'll go walk through the orchard and have a picnic with our Christmas Tree. I may buy some apples and make a pie.
Here's a pic of a monsta lobsta we had last year....