That afternoon, it was time for the shower, which was at Lisa and Scott's townhouse. Here's Lisa showing off a random patriotic gift. If I remember, they jingled, too, whatever they were. There were a ton of gifts, so opening them all was quite a project for Lisa. In between unwrapping we had dinner and desert, baked by Scott and his father. That's right, Lisa has a husband who cooks.
Here the three of us are at the shower. You could have taken almost this same picture--we'd have looked a little younger is all--when we were eleven. After the shower, I hung out with Claire and John (her husband) before they had to head back home to North Carolina.
The next day, Lisa arranged a group of shower attendees to go to a farm harvest fest, where you could pick fall fruit, eat fall goodies, and poke around a functioning farm. This is the road on the way to the farm. I was beguiled by the leaves.
Here is the actual farm.
And here are some of its fields. This is so not like Florida.
At the farm was a building selling all kinds of produce, like gourds, gourds, and gourds. Naturally there was also pumpkins (technically just another gourd), apples, corn, and cider.
Two mellow golden retrievers roamed around the property, soaking up all the attention they could have wished for.
Lisa's mother, who was part of our group, bought us caramel apples (very tasty) and we visited the corn maze, an attraction in which you wander around a cornfield and discover strange objects, like a giant fake mousetrap. Here Lisa heroically tries to save Scott from its grasp.
Obviously, this is an ear of corn.
The main activity was picking pink lady apples from the orchard. We got a cart and buckets to fill and walked past this tractor to the trees.
Obviously, again, these are the apples. There were many good, ripe apples that were crisp and tasty, but there were also some that were already taken.
Wasps had reserved some for themselves.
Here we are leaving, having picked a load of apples.
On the way out, Scott took our picture, too, with this green pumpkin.
Hm, and this...this is just a tree and a shed I liked. And pretty much, that was the trip. It's a short, sweet photo account this time. Next time I see Lisa, it will be with a baby named Hayden. Woah!