A sampling of the mayhem that ensues when me and mon frere are together:
Today we picked some apples from the orchard.
Then we decided to take action shots of us jumping in the orchard rows.
I am married to a wonderful, wonderful man. As I have mentioned before, he works relentlessly to provide for our growing family.
Harvest is upon us and the bulk of this weekend was spent picking the cherry crop.
Oh, what a beautiful morning, I considered, as I pushed Avelyn down the orchard rows, my eyes scanning the lines for a cherry tree heavy with ripe fruit. Lo! There it was! Such beauty, such bounty.