Fall weekends with family

It was something we did every year when we were young - a trip to Cambridge to go apple picking and get a pumpkin. Times changed, we grew older, and as teenagers the idea of going out in a field to get apples and pumpkin when they were readily available at a store was lost on us. It’s probably been 20 years since as a family we did this, and i’ll admit, i truly did miss it.

Trees full with apples

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Hands reaching in to pick, always surprises me that little twigs can hold up something so heavy

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And piles of pumpkins of every shape and colour

And who knew old world country stores still existed (there may have been butter tart consumption shortly here after)

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Then home for dinner (my aunt makes the best cheese sauce EVER)

And of course, fresh baked apple pie.