Apple Picking. We do it every year.
(It's the only time of the year I eat apples an apple. I only really enjoy apples directly off the tree. I'm weird. And, I have issues with digesting apples — they go in the fibrous food OMG PAIN category — so I'm not a fan even if I love them.)
This year, we drove to a new farm too far away, but they had a wild flower field that I got lost in, and while it was clearly the end of the season for flowers, yes! More! Please!
I wished my good camera was not sitting at home again un-repaired (tomorrow, that's an issue for tomorrow) because the old one was flashing ERROR! ERROR! while I took one hundred apple spitting and flower photos.