Apple picking

It was a beautiful, fall Sunday afternoon. Sure the Patriots were playing just up the road in Foxboro, but it was a great day to get out of the house and travel up to Cumberland, RI to do a little apple picking with Liam.

The brisk air and bright sunshine would make anyone think of falling leaves, hot apple cider, and tossing the football around. But don't forget about apple picking.

After paying $10 for a bag, Liam went to work, filling up the bag with as many apples as he could find on the ground. Some weren't too bad, while others were best to be left alone. But the ones in the tree were especially fun to pick.

With Liam on my shoulders, he reached high and far and smiled from ear to ear when he finally got his hands on that bright, shiny, and very delicious, red apple safely in the bag.

Seeing how it is still early, and technically not officially fall just yet, I am sure we'll be making a return visit.

-JRS