Cory and I spent our Sunday this weekend up at Oak Glen. We were looking to get away and spend some time together just the two of us, and since it is starting to actually feel like fall weather, we decided it would be a great way to end our weekend.
We picked our own pumpkins, drank apple cider, sampled every apple that grows in the orchards (and brought home some golden delicious), ate double crusted apple pie, hiked up to the corn stalk maze, sprawled out on the grass under some shady trees, and walked around all the shops (while Cory checked baseball scores on his iphone).
If only every Sunday could be this easy.
