Joseph vs. Larry's Chainsaw.
Taking care of me, Joseph cut wood for my fireplace.
Though it's very early in the season, Joseph and I headed out to Ulster Park for an afternoon of apple picking.
Most of the apple varieties were tasteless, but we finally found a sweet variety.
It didn't take long for me to remember that I don't really like the taste of most apples.
The trees weren't labeled, so I'm not sure which kind we ended up liking best.
Joe ate about ten apples and tried about twenty different varieties.
Tempting him from the tree of knowledge.
Our loot.
