We went apple hunting yesterday. We brought a giant tote and filled it to the brim--until it was almost to heavy for K to carry. I love walking through an orchard. K and I talked about our own orchard one day. We ate lunch at the top of a tall hill with a view of the orchard and a nearby vineyard and in the distance mountains and a perfectly blue sky. All day we talked about the trees we want to have, and the land we want to have, and the animals we'll raise and the family we will make.
One day.
Yesterday, we just picked apples from another family's trees. Then we made pie.
That's good too.
