76/365 - The Pine Cone Pickers

I told Thomas and Julia that we were going to have a pine cone picking-up contest today. The idea was that they run around in a frantic display of sibling rivalry until nary a pine cone was left on the grass and a winner was declared (thus causing the loser to collapse in a heap of tears). They lost interest after about 5 minutes. Which is probably a good thing, because I didn't know how I was going to console said loser.

It's no Potato Pickers, but I was thinking van Gogh when I took the picture.