Suck it, Georgia!
I bet YOUR peach festivals don't reach a sweltering 95˚ in the middle of May.
Jealous?
Waiting for the pancake breakfast by the pond. Funny how any body of water immediately attracts these two.
On the hayride to the orchard.
Nice face, Clemmie.
It was like her first time - walking, that is. Before, I carried her on my back and she just watched as we picked. This time, she carried her water cup and followed me around.
She's like my Little House on the Prairie angel.
Her first "pickin'"
Sebbie the jokester.
He's so silly.
Bobby picked this peach for me. It was in the shape of a heart. At least it was before I chowed down on it!
Yes - it was an incredibly hot day for a peach festival. But Schnepf Farms always puts together a great time, and even though the pickings were slimmer than usual, we still had fun getting dirty feet and sweating like pigs in the orchards.
And we'll do it again next year!
7 comments:
That sounds like a blast! What amazing memories you are creating.
And the pictures are gorgeous. xoxo
Great pictures!
We had a great time, thanks! :)
Dropin' by from the party! Love your pictures! Are you shooting those with a 50 mm 1.8? Just curious :)
Carol - I used a 17-55 2.8 on these. :)
Thanks for the visit to my blog. What a beautiful family you have. That looked like such a fun time and those peaches look delish! Look forward to getting to know your family and you some more!
That bonnett!!! Your littles are precious!
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