comfort me with apples*

This weekend was filled with apple picking under cloudy skies. Looks like I'll be baking a lot of apple pies and apple crumbles.

Friday's appointment went well. Today marks 27 weeks. I realize that, at this point, the odds are overwhelmingly in my favor, but I literally cannot imagine a happy ending. Though I guess, at some point, I'll have to talk to my boss. Maybe next month...

And, if you're not afraid of heights, take a look at Katie's amazing rock climbing pictures, from a couple of weekends ago.


*As someone once said: I always have a quotation for everything; it saves original thinking.