Grampa got out the tractor last Monday and we set out to pick apples for Family Home evening.











Molly Bryn was in a great mood.














Maxx was starting to get sick and was developing some snot and  'tude, too.  (But, boy!  That hat is a hit.  It is on every waking minute at home.)










Chrissy and Truman were downright excited but were being very mellow & cool about the whole thing. 















It was a beautiful evening in the meadow.












I took several shots of flora & foliage as references for a project I'm working on in the studio.















Molly Bryn took lots of beautiful sunset shots.









The moon was up as we rode home on the wagon.

Gramma made applesauce the next day and shared it around.  Molly and Maxx both missed the rest of the week at school because this first-of-the-year virus really knocked them out.  I understand now why they were so miserable - I'm coming down with it and it feels like someone injected cold liquid lead into my veins.


Hopefully, I will fight it off faster than the kids did.  It's the first time I have been sick since the swine flu and earache from Hell late last fall so I'm not bitter.  It has been wonderful to be well for so long.









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