We made a trip to our favorite local orchard yesterday afternoon, and somehow, within mere minutes of arrival, we managed to pick about one billion pounds of apples. Or, rather, three large bags weighing 13, 12 and 16 pounds respectively.
Mariam got to climb trees, and Dan had the opportunity to use one of those sticks with a basket attached to the top to pull apples down from the higher branches. Both were very pleased.
We also gathered a few other fall harvest favorites that were on offer. A pumpkin, a big blue squash, some mums for the front porch.
Apple pie for dinner, anyone?