
Two weekends ago, we were at a beautiful cabin in the mountains of Georgia.
I haven't blogged about it yet, because it has taken me some time to return to reality.
My brother and sis-in-law have the sweetest friends who own the most beautiful place in the Georgia mountains, and... they let our rowdy crew spend the weekend there.
(Minus Dan/Dadddy... he was working.)
The view of the river is unbelievable.
I didn't want to come home.
We had a whirlwind Saturday of picking apples and eating apple treats and shooting apples from an apple cannon.
When I say we all took a turn, I mean we all took several turns.
I actually just noticed the "apple cannon assistant's" face in this picture of me taking a shot. Hee hee. He looks worried. (He probably should be.)
After we picked some apples, we bought even more.
These two ate their weight in apples.
Later that day, we went hiking up the Amicalola Falls until I thought my legs were gonna detach themselves from my body in protest and dive off the mountain.
It was such a nice weekend, and as we like to say,
"A good time was had by all."
Truthfully, any time I get to spend getting love from this blue-lipped kiddo is a good time to me.
1 comment:
I like that you have a bandaid on your finger. Glad some things never change! :)
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