This afternoon I took Grandma out to the old orchard to pick apples. I really hadn't planned on making cider this year,but I guess I will. I've done so every year since I moved here - this will be my sixth time. The apple trees were just loaded, too. Usually someone gets to them, but this year we had lots and lots of apples. Granddad planted the trees back in the early - mid 1970s. I know there were peach trees on the hill when we lived at the Bunnell home during the summer of 1974. Milt Smith, Graddad's cousin, now owns the land, but we still get apples every year. I suppose I should plant a couple of trees at Camp David in case he ever pulls these trees up.
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