This past Sunday we went with some new friends (a trio of Glamazon sisters that have befriended our oldest) to our local mountains for some fresh air and apple picking. It was a perfect day, in that way that perfect days can only spontaneously occur. The kind that no amount of planning can replicate.
And there was pie. Glorious, apple-berry, crumb-topped pie.
How was your weekend?
in miniature
Snow White
cousins
killer apples
beating the system
Renaissance girl
orchard worker
wildlife
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