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apple picking day.

For my brother's birthday, my family and I went to Oak Glen for an apple picking day.  It reminded me of the times we went as kids!  Oak Glen is about an hour and a half east of Los Angeles and it is almost like a different world.  Unfortunately, a lot of people had the same idea we did so we had to negotiate the crowds in addition to the apple tree branches.  

The best moment of the day was the tomahawk: I was the only person to hit the target with a tomahawk ax!   

Beautiful apple trees in the sun....
Pure fall: pumpkin patch and corn....
Apples to last a little while (apple recipes coming soon)....

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