following some toasted brioche and tea on sunday morning we set off in a motorcar to join cc's little friend zev and his lovely folks on their annual thanksgiving outing. decked out in toques and sweaters we traveled to the valley to fill our trunks (and tummies) with sweet apples and pumpkins for halloween.
the boys chased one another through a towering corn maze, rolled in the morning mud and settled on mammoth seat-sized pumpkins. they tugged toddler sized apples from the trees, took tiny bites from them, then tried to re-hang them back on the bare branches. the nova scotian orchard was so warm and when the little misters started to tire, wonderfully tranquil too.
a toast to harvests, and farmers. to friendships and to sharing thanksgiving traditions.