That's right, baby. Right off the tree. Bring. It. On.
Oh yeah. That's me. I'm hot. Like Billy Idol's younger sister.
Two lovely women, Amy and Jaime, who thought they were getting away for a relaxing day in the country, but who instead ended up schlepping broken bags of apples, ridiculously large pumpkins and dirty kids around all day because my husband was off defying death and climbing a sheer rock face with their husbands. They were both troopers and great company.
They will, however, be staying on the birth control for some time to come. Thanks to us.
See the cliffs way in the back behind Edie? That's where the boys were doing their studly, man-against-the-rock thing.
Apples tossed recklessly aside to search for the Great Pumpkin...
This is my friend Lara (above) with Lucy and Edie and this little beauty (below) is her daughter Ruby. She's also Lucy's BFF.
And we're getting naked in the pumpkin patch...
And making the crazy naked pumpkin face...
And that's how I like to eat my apples. Fall is definately here.
PS: Many thanks to Lara from Ruby Stories. She took many of these pictures. She is, like, the most humble, sweet, non-self-centered person on the planet, but behind the camera she turns into Richard Avedon on steroids and after every click, she's exclaiming, "Ah! That's amazing!"..."OMG! What a brilliant picture!"..."My God, it's like a professional took this!"
She's a freak. But I love her. And the photos are, indeed, beautiful.