Photo Phriday: Apples, Apples, Apples

A recent family wedding took place in an apple orchard atop Signal Mountain. Growing up, my grandmother\’s house was nestled in a holler, also on Signal Mountain, that spread out into an apple orchard. There is something about the smell of an orchard that makes me unquantifiably happy, and something about the sight of knobby apple trees that brings me uncomplicated joy.