Last weekend Ken and I went with a couple friends to a harvest festival! With live bluegrass playing in the background and the warm smell of fresh funnel cake floating in the air, we picked our pumpkin, some apples, and a gallon of fresh apple cider. As we were leaving, we sipped on our cider and breathed in the crisp fall air. Harvest festivals are among the best parts of autumn.
Loving all the fresh roasted pumpkin seeds,
-Domestic in the District