Nothing like a brisk day and shiny apples to take home.
The backdrop is almost as beautiful as the bounty.
Gourds of many colors.
Indian corn waiting for
a good home.
My sister and I took our Mom to
the orchard. She said she remembers
taking me when I was One year old
after a big wind. They were picking
up 'wind fall' apples for free back then.
Maybe we should have waited till tomorrow.
40 mph winds are expected here.
It is fascinating how they wash, separate the seconds, shine them all up, and package them
for shipping. The kids always got a kick out of the giant coolers with apple boxes stacked to the ceilings.