The Grand-kids along with a friend of theirs came by after school. We all rode to the park. The Grand-sons alternated riding with their friend on the “tanjum” as the friend called it. Once at the park they spotted an apple tree and began throwing the fallen apples trying to knock down the better apples they couldn”t reach. When we first arrived at the park they had all taken their helmets off. I made them put their helmets back on to protect them from the falling apples. Once happy with their harvest they started filling up the basket on my bike with the fruits of their labor. They all amused themselves for a while with the apple the Grand-daughter is holding in the bottom photo.
