Autumn in New England

Today is the first day of Autumn. This is why we love New England. Before living here, we were in southwest Florida for 7.5 years. No autumn there. The start of autumn in Florida means that you only have about two more months before you can turn off the air conditioning.

Anyway, we decided to take advantage of yet another weekend of gorgeous weather and go pick a few apples. This year, we went to a very small local farm. No crowds, no craziness, and a small farm stand with apple cider. Of course, we couldn't find any ladders around, so EJ had to improvise for reaching the apples that were up high:



She picked a small bright red one for Sophie, who seemed to know immediately what to do with it.



EJ eats as many apples as she picks.

And Sophie was missing out on the fun, so I took a few little bites out of hers so she could suck the juice.

Here are the H gals, about as close to being true farmers as we're ever going to get:

Next, we went to the pumpkin patch. Well, it was more like a pumpkin pallette. The patch is on the other side of the farm, so they truck the pumpkins closer. Sophie didn't seem impressed by the pumpkins at all. Perhaps they need to have a face carved into them.

I think she was more distracted by her sister's apple: