Apples!

It was a beautiful day, and me and my very good friend Heidi managed to convince mum it was a perfect day go to the summer house. She said no at first, planning to go just and mow tomorrow, but then she said OK. Yay!

And she was happy we did. Because it was lovely, warm and sunny, like a summer’s day. But also because it took ages to pick fallen apples from the ground before any mowing could be done. There was also dinner in the garden, playing with my red ball and quality chillaxing time. I love the summer house!

These apples are called “Åkerö”. I hope some of them find their way into an apple pie, or maybe a cake with cinnamon.