This past weekend, Erin and I went on our annual pilgrimage to Carter Mountain Orchard to pick apples. This is a tradition Erin and I started 9 years ago when we were living in Charlottesville. Since then, we’ve returned every year without fail, in order to celebrate our year together, and remind ourselves of where things started.

This year, our dear friends the _s came down to visit. Their visit was largely to share in the experience, but also to take a few pictures of in utero, with an actual camera and not a phone, while we still can.

The weather, unfortunately, was awful.

Despite that, Dave took some great pictures both that morning, and the next, at home. I wanted to highlight a couple.

Erin is, as I write this, 36 ½ weeks. It’s crazy how this post seems both so long ago, and also just yesterday. We’re so very, very lucky.