As we walked down the path the leaves crunched beneath our feet.  I looked up and could easily see the sky through the bare branches of the trees.  The air was crisp and cool as I zipped up my coat and slipped on my gloves.  The girls put down their pumpkins so that they could pick some apples from the trees.  I told them to hurry up as we had to head over to the barn for the hayride.  I promised them that we would take home some apples and have a carmel apple before we went home.

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