[Over the Weekend]

I am thankful...

For Sunday mornings and after-church orchard runs.

For little feet and missing front teeth.

For loyal friends that make you smile.

For mothers that are kind, intuitive, understanding, and beautiful.

For orange pumpkins that remind us of our uniqueness and of the greatness of fall. 

For broken down barns worth exploring.

For shoes with holes in the toes, blurry pictures, and green apples. 

For dozens of macintosh apples, the product of tree climbing, perseverance, and determination.