Saturday we had so much fun in Oak Glen picking apples. We came home tired and dirty. I took a shower and went to bed with wet hair. When I woke up the next morning, Greg was leaning over me all dressed, and said, "You comin' with me Bunny?" I groaned and rolled over, wanting nothing more than to stay in bed. But as I lay there thinking about how much I love Big Bear this time of year, and how we only have a couple more weeks to leave the boat on the lake, I decided what I really wanted to do was go too. The laundry and grocery shopping would have to wait. I threw on some jeans, brushed my teeth, washed my face, and did the best I could with hair that was sticking up every which way, and off we went. We did drive through McDonald's for coffee, and I tossed a couple apples in a bag for a snack. The drive up was beautiful! Big Bear gets a true Fall, unlike where we live. There were reds, and yellows, and golds, shimmering in the breeze.