Yesterday was, quite literally, picture perfect. Is there any better feeling than being outside with the sun on your face and biting into an apple you've just picked?
With Samson and Jane in the red wagon (mostly), we wandered for at least an hour, picking, eating, playing, and generally enjoying a Sunday afternoon outside.
The trees hung heavy with Empires, and Samson and Jane could simply walk up and take their pick. The sight would have warmed even cold John Milton's heart.
More prosaically, we also got some broccoli.
It's a full-service you-pick farm: Cabbage and beets were there for the picking as well, but we demurred. And the kids really love broccoli. Me? Not so much, but let's just keep that between us.
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