September 19, 2010

Apple picker

Today, between rain bursts, C-man and I went to an orchard to pick overpriced apples.
The way I saw it, we were paying for the chance for C-man to race around the orchard and be encouraged to climb trees.  Something that needed very little encouragement, by the way.
Since C-man was doing all the picking, I was just catching the apples being thrown down to me.  Well, that and taking pictures.
I'm not a lover of fall, but the colors are undeniably beautiful.  As are the smiles...

2 comments:

Indigo said...

I love the first picture, you should frame that.

jon said...

I think your son is wearing my sneakers. I can tell by the dog poop on the bottom. I always have that.
I am always walking around saying, "I smell dog poop".