Apple-ing

Today we went apple-ing at the Poets' farm. Some of us picked apples (Andrew & others). Some of us peeled them, cored them, and cut them up. Some of us stirred the applesauce on the stove. Some of us made apple cider. Some of us heard new music and found a new favorite band (me). Someone else was cuddled and peek-a-booed with and fascinated with the dogs and cats, shrieking at them (Ransom).
There were good talks. Ideas shared, stories told, recipes talked about, music jargon thrown around, Christmas conspiring.
Andrew & I agreed as we left. Our spirits were fed today while we were apple-ing with our adopted Oregon family.

So grateful.

Tonight we ate applesauce, tomorrow we'll break out the apple cider.
This is a beautiful time of year. :)