A bucolic start to the day with the dogs and I doing what we do best – hang out together on the farm. There were only three of us this morning – usually the three of us plus Walker find adventure all over the place.
Today was apple picking as the sun started her journey. And it is VERY clear that all apples are not created equal. The tree with the most grass trampled around it seems to have the best apples – confirming that deer and bear have good taste.