my nephew's first trip to the orchard was on a warm, fall day. the trees were just low enough for him to grasp on his own, but only after some effort.
he and his mama just slowly walked through the orchard, picking out the perfect apples.
and then dumping them:)
ethan's hard work paid off into two apple pies, an apple crips, with a 1/2 bushel left to share.








