We are off to pick the apples
The wonderful apples of Fall
We’ll fill our sacks right up to the brim
With apples some big and some small
If ever oh ever an apple there was, our sack will hold it because because
because because because because because…
because of the wonderful things we can bake with apples!
Okay, so I lost the meter and rhyme on that last sentence. And probably frightened you with my sub-par stealing of song lyrics.
But now you know what I will be doing today. Yes, picking apples. A frighteningly large amount of apples.
And if my preteen children continue with the eye roll and attitudes I will also be singing LOUDLY while I do it.
You got some beautiful country up there. I am jealous. I wish we could go apple picking. I guess we will settle chasing gators away and hoping they don’t eat us.
Have fun!
Comment by Wendy — October 22, 2007 @ 7:47 pm
You got a bee-yoo-tee-ous day to do it!!
Comment by Brigitte — October 23, 2007 @ 5:14 am