After our afternoon of horseback riding, we had a little time to relax before supper. Steve jumped in the pool, and I cut up an apple I brought from Omaha for a snack.Okay. I admit to being a little paranoid about eating unpeeled fruits and vegetables around here, but I trusted my apple for being safe. Being the nice person that I am, I offered Steve a slice. Except he tried to pull me into the water, and my apple fell in instead.
Here he is, eating my apple that I wanted so bad.
Does it get any better than this???? Sangrias and guacamole beside the pool, after a hard afternoon of horseback riding.
sigh . . . . .
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