Autumn in New England


There is something enchanting about autumn in New England. No place in the world do the trees have such a rich, multi-colored vibrancy, or the air that particular mixture of farm animals, pines, ocean, apples and pumpkins all blended together.

As has become our family custom, the girls and I gather each year to pick apples. The crisp fall air, the smell of apples and the dark, lush earth are the elixir for a day of laughter, and light-heartedness.

The following pictures were from this year's outing. What fun!


Following the Middle Path


You sure you know how to drive this thing?


Look, Mom, Apples!!!!


Nanilin and Apple Pixie


Chillin with Mom


Simon says, "Touch your nose!"

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