Tonight we snuck up to the orchard after the littles were in bed to pick the parkland apple trees. The cool evening air was refreshing after such a warm day and the sun had painted the sky in a soft pink and orange. In the distance, we could hear the bugle of sandhill cranes. The stillness of the evening was such a gift! It didn't take long for us to pick the two small trees clean, giving us one bucket of apples. Of course we had to taste a couple while we picked. I see apple pies in our future!
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