Friday morning the second contingent, Papa, Aunt Daph and Uncle Eric, arrived at our door step just as the boys were finishing breakfast. They obviously were up bright and early to make the drive but as usual we didn't take it easy on them. We decided we were going apple and pumpkin picking. I learned at work that there is actually a farm less than 10 minutes away from the house which has everything - every type of fruit grown throughout the year, animal farm, bee conservatory and most importantly pumpkins. So off our contingent went...by the way, it is tough getting this many people out the door at one time but somehow it happened.
We took a train into the orchards which should give you an idea the size of the farm.
Ready to go pick some apples and go exploring.
Every pathway was covered by a trellis in which grapes were growing...Connor was intent on picking the grapes and Papa was happy to oblige.
" Uncle Scott, Uncle Eric...you forgot a bag."
Look! I picked this apple.
Everyone enjoying the farm.
Look at me.
I think Uncle Scott found a big one.
Connor and Papa searching the field for the perfect pumpkin.
Loading up the car.
This one is a little too heavy.
Fun times...to be continued.
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