Act One: Pick-'em-but-don't-eat-'em
The picking part of this story is one of rare feats of self-control and persistence. Nobody complained about anything. Undeterred by bees and thorns and elusive fruit, the kids were very serious (just look at A's curved brows) about their work. The twins' were the heroes of this act, resisting temptation to consume every berry we had picked. That's hard when you're two.
Act Two: Sealing the Deal
J, the star of this scene, led the return trip past the pumpkin fields (which tempted us with their fall treasures) and the past the rows of gigantic flowers (which my three couldn't resist entering) and then by the apple orchards and picnic tables all the way to the farm store. I rewarded his endurance with his requested cider doughnuts.
Act Three: Sharing the Fruits of Our Labor
We met D at work to enjoy our delicious lunch. Our kids can't get enough of their dad. Have I mentioned that before?
We met D at work to enjoy our delicious lunch. Our kids can't get enough of their dad. Have I mentioned that before?
We will miss the summer, but with autumn comes the promise of many more of Terhune Orchard's famous cider doughnuts and that isn't such a bad thing.
2 comments:
I have great memories of getting doughnuts at the local cider mill when I was young. Thanks for reminding me of them. I've been meaning to call you lately-- just to say hi-- but I haven't gotten around to even asking you your number. I probably won't get around to it until October when we finally land in Atlanta.
The twins' ability to resist eating the fruit is very impressive.
Do I know what a cider doughnut is? I'm not sure, but I think I had better find out.
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