...keeps The Wog at play!
Fall has arrived here in New Hampshire, and with it all things leaves, apples, pumpkins, and hayrides. It is definitely the time of year to be a New Englander.
We hit a local apple festival on a perfect Saturday morning, and The Wog entertained herself eating fresh corn, bouncing in the Jumpy Castle, and hanging out with her friend Lily. (Anyplace that gives out balloons is a friend of The Wog.)
Not particularly interested in the cider-making demonstration:
Playing with Lily and the red balloon:
In the Bounce House with Ariel:
Later we came home and picked our own apples, which I baked into a (disappointing) apple crisp (the crisp, not the apples). Notice the ever-present red balloon has been joined by a smaller purple one: