Not spontaneous, but fun nonetheless
We had a whirlwind weekend. On Saturday, we went to a local orchard to pick apples. P is the type who drags his feet when it comes to planned family events but once he gets there, he is totally into it. We started with a walk through a farm area where one can feed fat goats and whatnot. Then we headed over to the main building to get the scoop on the apples. A tractor-drawn cart transported us out into the orchard. The tractor driver would periodically stop and yell things like "Get off here if you want Macintosh!" We don't know one apple from another, so we just stayed on board until we got to a spot where everyone else seemed to want to get off. The trees were marked with ribbons. White was Jonagold, red was Red Delicious, and so forth. Well, P was bound and determined that we would find a tree with every possible ribbon color. We did find most of them, and grabbed an apple or two from each. However, the problem was that we tossed them all into the same bag. Al