While I Slept [Apple Picking]

I had--what I dearly hope is--the worst sinus infection of my life this weekend.  Hopped up on drugs, I spent from Saturday evening to Monday morning in bed, getting up only to hydrate, neti my nose, and re-medicate before stumbling back to sleep.

At some point in there, Sweet Husband gently shook me to minimal consciousness and said, "I think we're going to go apple picking."

And then, because I was sick-but-not-dead, I mumbled, "Take the camera."

These are the photos I discovered Monday afternoon.

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[Dangling from the trees like monkeys?]
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[Arrgh!  I will destroy you with my apple picker stick!]
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[A few of actually picking apples.]
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[Cat.]

While they are not the same photos I would have taken, I confess that I enjoyed seeing Sweet Husband's perspective.  

And also the comfortable knowledge that the ship sails on pretty darned well even when I find it necessary to completely abandon my post for a few days.