The boys were able to do some apple picking to earn money for scouting this year again. Actually, this is Isaac's first year. I showed up to take the boys home a little early and was able to watch my boys in action. They were on top of it! I was proud to see them doing what they were supposed to be doing.
And this is how apples are supposed to taste. They were picking Haralson.
Oh so yummy. Tart. Crispy. Perfection.
I remember picking apples for money at Hansens. That was one of my first jobs.
ReplyDeleteThose apples look tantalizing.
Must have been a rite of passage, us north logan-ites.
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