My favorite thing about this picture is I didn't edit anything other than the size.
The sky really was that blue and the grass really was that green.
We returned to a long held family tradition of apple picking this past weekend. While it looks hot and sunny in this picture, there was still a chill in the air and the weather has cooled down significantly since then. Fall. Anyway, apple picking was something we did in New York and our first time around in Cincinnati, but not so much in Texas. It's not a thing there. It felt good to go again. Being so busy these days means that we could spend every waking minute of every weekend trying to get the house together. And sometimes I want to. I really want a cozy, put together house to hunker down in this winter. But we also need time to just be us, spend time together and put the stress of our current life on the back burner. It may not be much, but it felt like us. And that felt good.