Apple Picking (and a Clique Kits Sneak)

Last week, the Deutsches got into their lovely new car, and went apple picking.

I think we were the only people there with teenagers.  Which made me a little worried. But really, what is not fun about picking fruits and veggies? In fact, they both commented separately that they were having a good time.

I enjoyed the ride home a lot.

  

When we got home, I realized that we had an absurdly large amount of apples, and it was going to take some work to consume them all.

So I made some applesauce, and Dave made a decadent caramel apple pie, and I also made some reminders for the family to eat, eat, eat apples.

This one is on the refrigerator.

And these little number were good for sending some textual communications.

Since Rosh Hashana is just days away,  we will eat some apples and honey then too. With that in mind, I continued to go to town with my Rhonna Designs App.

And, in case you were wondering when the apple picking story will make it onto a scrapbook page, well, it already has. I just can't share the whole thing yet, as I used Clique Kits October kit. I can, however share a little sneak of my layout using their October kit, Masquerade Ball.

Sometimes I Repeat Myself. Repeat Myself.

I have a really hard time making layouts that don't contain a story of some sort. Which is fine, because I find I have lots of stories to tell. But sometimes I just love a photo, and I just want to scrapbook it, and there simply is no story. I see other people do it all the time, and the results are fabulous.

Recently, I took a series of photos in front of this very blue wall. I had been admiring this wall over the course of the summer, so I was glad when the boys and I were walking to do some back to school shopping, and they were in a good mood, and I thought I might be able to convince them to let me take some photos. So I led them to this place.

They were somewhat cooperative. Which for them is very good.

I really wanted to scrap this photo, but the story of how it came to be was simple not inspiring to me at the time. Mom wants to take picture. Boys don't usually want to have their picture taken. Mom convinces boys to take picture.

I tried very hard to scrap the photo without any story. But I just couldn't do it! I know it makes no sense. 

So, I told the best story I could, even though it is one that I told before. Almost exactly. Namely, that even though they think I take too many pictures, they have no idea how many times I don't take pictures because I don't want to bother them. And, also, because sometimes we have to get places.

See?

Oh, well. So sue me.

(Please don't sue me.)