Saturday we finally went apple picking. I was excited to go
because I love going every year. Yes I may whine a little in this post like a
little kid, and yes I know that you can’t get everything you want in life, but
you can come damn close if you try hard enough.
Either way, the weather was great. I still don’t envision apple picking
in shorts and a tee shirt, but I’ll take it. Of course we get about 10mins into
picking and my battery dies on my camera. That was my own fault for not making
sure that it was charged beforehand. The one thing that I did like was that
there were different apples to pick because we ended up coming later in the
season. However since we thought that most of the apples we normally pick were
gone we didn’t walk down the main aisle and I missed all the Cortland apples
that I love to eat and cook with. They still had loads of those on the trees.
Seth did get a bunch of honey crisp. I was able to pick my favorite- Granny
Smith. And we did get a few called
Golden Russett. I guess it’s a very old variety of apple and they are supposed
to be really good for cooking because they start out really firm.
There was a little fall festival going on so we stopped over
to the other side of the orchard and Aiden was all excited to go on some of the
bouncy house. We sent Rebecca into one of them and she did stay in for a little
bit, but in the end she came out half way through her time because there were
just too many kids in there for her and they don’t pay attention. They just
jump around. We picked our pumpkins and called it a day. Next year I may just
get smaller bags and go twice that season to get different types of apples.
These apple looking little little golden nuggets and are kind of fuzzy as well. They taste pretty good.
So many to pick from.
She was NOT a fan of sitting on the pumpkin.
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