We had a beautiful, sunny, fall morning, so we took advantage by going to Honeypot Hill Orchard in Stow, MA.

We saw pigs, chickens, and goats; lifted lots of heavy pumpkins; ate cider donuts; and took a pretty hayride out to the orchard. We definitely picked more apples and pears than we can use, but that’ll give us something to do this weekend – apple pie, apple crostadas, and applesauce.

Of course, we wished we’d had a big bjorn-full of June to carry around with us. It’s bittersweet to see families with little ones in tow. You want to grab them by the shoulders and impress upon them how lucky they are, but that would be creepy. So we just smile and wish them good thoughts.

Grieving is tiring work – lots of napping going on around here. But home feels good. And the girls are a constant reminder of all that we have. We are still very lucky people, too.