Across the Nation Years later, still not the same..

As a child I remember going to the apple orchard every year, and even more than once a year a few years. I remember walking through the rows of trees, picking apples. I remember coming back to the main place and stand in line for some good donuts and apple cider. I remember the bees and how I hated that part. I also remember the place we would go to would have some animals and also can't forget the hayride. That was Michigan! 2,000 miles away in California this past weekend we took Trevor to pick some apples. The first place we went to we weren't allowed to pick, but we did buy some cider, but it wasn't made there, it was shipped in frozen. No donuts plus it was expensive, 15 dollars for a half bag of apples. So we went to a different place. We can pick our own there, and it was cheap, 75cents a pound. So we took five minutes and we had 11 pounds of apples. It was windy and chilly. No hayrides, no cider at this place, no donuts and no hayrides. The good thing, no bees. So it wasn't the same as I remember. How things change overtime and how things are as good as you remember when you were a child. The most important thing though was Trevor had fun.