Last weekend, we went apple picking with some good friends from Fort Riley--Jess and Jeremy were company commanders together in Iraq. We rode go-carts, fed chickens, pet kittens, and, of course, loaded our baskets with apples.
I was reminded of one of the first trips I took to Jess's extended family's farm for their annual apple picking and cider making. While cousins and aunts and uncles got to work, I became Laura Ingalls, or maybe Anne of Green Gables, sitting up in the tree enjoying my apples. If this was farm life, I wanted in! Of course, like I said, those seasoned farmers around me were busy picking, hauling and pressing apples, and probably laughing at the silly city girl. I LOVED that trip, and LOVE that farm!
I'm so happy no one bought this Ella Bella Baby shirt at the last sale I did! It looks too cute on little Addie-that and the pig tails!
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