I have many
fond memories of apple picking on a crisp day then coming home to warm up with a nice...
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Some
of my
fondest childhood
memories include heading to my Great Aunt Ann's house far out in the country (which was also the house my grandmother grew up in) every Fall to harvest the
apples from the trees on her property.
I have such
fond memories of picking
apples and pears, sipping cool cider, and
of course, eating a warm
apple cider donut.
Melanie immediately travels to her hometown and confronts Jake in an attempt to end their relationship once and for all, but
fond memories of the Alabama locals and her old husband offer an unlikely alternative to her future in the big
apple.
Some
of my
fondest being - read - to -
memories are
of my dad reading Ten
Apples on Top to me.
The scenery hasn't changed much since my childhood days, and the wonderfully nostalgic scents duly brought back
fond memories: dark bread fresh out
of the oven, steaming afternoon cocoa, the perfume
of cheese - making, strong
apple brandy distilled from tiny crumpled fruit.
Growing up in New England, I have
fond memories of walking in rustling leaves,
apple picking, and watching as the maple tree outside Mr. Marshall's social studies class window turned beautiful fiery shades
of red, orange and yellow.