I love how enjoyment during childhood is found in broken down tractors and leaf blowers.
The importance that is given to picking the perfect pumpkin.
And the pride that is taken when you can pick it up yourself.
Or the creativity of using it for a seat when you are two and tired.
This was the first year the younger ones were able to fully participate in apple picking.
Eating apples directly from the trees and carrying the bag to put them in were equally appreciated.
Petting farm animals and making a scarecrow out of Grandpa's old clothes were also a part of this wonderful weekend.
