Apple picking is such a lovely annual event. We have
been going for years, picking loads of apples that are
swiftly eaten by two perpetually hungry little boys.
Sometimes the apples make it into a crumble or we bake
them, but mostly they are just eaten and enjoyed.
I love the smell that a basket of freshly picked apples
gives to the house. And the lovely Autumn-ish feeling
of abundance and gathering in that they bring.
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