We re-instituted the Sunday evening stroll tonight and it was perfect. Beautiful. Sunny. Not too warm. We also used our beautiful Sunday jaunt to do some serious fruit recon. The house that we harvested pears from last year was (surprise, surprise) empty again so I snuck into the backyard and the smell of ripe pears tickled my nose. So we ran home, grabbed some buckets and picked about 4 buckets full of ripe pears. And there are still a bunch still ripening.
And across the park by our house is a big 'ole apple tree. Obviously, these trees aren't treated so their fruit is a bit smaller, but Tony and I picked two buckets of apples tonight, came home and started up the dehydrator so there will be fresh apple chips for snacks tomorrow.
Nice. Thanks Uncle Sam!