Ahhh, tradition. Wonderful tradition.
Every Autumn, our family has an annul pilgrimage to the apple farm. Granted, it's way too early for it to actually feel like Fall in Bakersfield, with 90 and beyond degrees, but it gets the sentiment going and the farm wasn't in Bakersfield, but the less warm Tehachapi.
With the cool breeze gently swaying the lavender bushes nearby, the smell of cider drifting through the air, and apples nestled in the trees awaiting the children to pick them, you can just glimpse what the season will feel like... eventually.
With the cool breeze gently swaying the lavender bushes nearby, the smell of cider drifting through the air, and apples nestled in the trees awaiting the children to pick them, you can just glimpse what the season will feel like... eventually.
Rejoice, Autumn is finally here!
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