Apples! Apples! Apples!

Away up high in the mountains


among the trees and lanes


there were some little girls


and a few little boys


along with their Mommy's and Big Sisters


roaming in an apple orchard.


They walked and looked and walked a little more.


Until, finally


they found the treasure


and filled their baskets full.


They picked and picked


and picked some more.


First Black Arkansas


and then the Granny Smith.


Don't forget the Pink Lady


or the sweet tasty Fuji!


After resting for a bit


and partaking of the fruit


we snap a picture


or two


of me


and you


and you!


Posing with their nephew


on haybales


or in the apple house


they definitely think he is the cutest thing around.


Playing on the swing sets


and peeking through doors


and windows


helped to pass the time until


the hay ride!


Scarcrows abound


in this orchard of delight.


Among the rows of


daisies shining


in the bright sunlight


sit boxes of apples waiting to be sold.


Bright orange


and yellow pumpkins


make the farmers look on


their harvest with pleasure.


Munching cookies and taking a nap


was a great prize for all the hardworkers!