The Orchard

The orchard had a racket With some autumn fruit to pick – A pumpkin or some apples But it wouldn’t be too quick… For the parking lot on Saturday Was filled with family groups And to get to where the orchard was You had to jump through hoops. The lines were long for everything – The picking trees and store And bakery and port-a-potties; Plus, just one thing more… The temps were not quite fall-like. It was sunny and so hot That if you think it was fun I must assure you it was not. Still, the kids ran up and down a hill And climbed the hay-bale pile, Enough to make us almost feel The trip was worth our while. We left and cranked the car’s AC To max and headed back, But first – lunch at the diner, Just to get us back on track.