Actually set the alarm clock for a 7:30 wake up call. Imagine that. On the road by 9:20 for a forty-mile northward trek. Destination: McClure's Orchard, restaurant, trinket store, punkin patch and general tourist attraction. We were accompanied by a dozen friends and one might safely say that a good time was on the docket.
Two little old goats greet one another. I like the angle: I don't look too bad from there.
Who you callin' a donkey?
If there is merchandise for sale, BBBH is there.
Of course we partook of the food and apple goodies.