The photo above is one of my favorites:
three generations of hands helping pick an apple.
I love being Aunt Carol to these dears.
The point of it all is a good, crisp apple!
A Living Pencil
Solid joys, deep sorrows, aggressive hope
The photo above is one of my favorites:
three generations of hands helping pick an apple.
I love being Aunt Carol to these dears.
The point of it all is a good, crisp apple!
A Living Pencil 
Lovely photos of a lovely family. Carol, thank you for sharing your zest for life. It’s contagious.
@hopeinbrazil – You are welcome, Hope! How kind of you to say so.
I’m trying to guess what kind of apples those are, but I’m coming up empty.I so agree — there’s nothing like a clear fall day and an autumn outing!
@Janet – Yes! I loved your post, perhaps on the same day, about apple picking. The apples are Red Delicious. That’s what the sign said. I have scads of pictures with the deep red color you’d expect. But when the sun kissed these ones at the top of the tree, I had to get a photo of it.