In true fall fashion, my little family went to the apple orchard to pick some apples.
What we didn’t consider was the work trip my husband and I were taking the following week. We picked apples with visions of apple crisp and yummy afternoon snacks. We have returned from our trip and I have no idea what happened to the apples. I hope that Maximus and my parents enjoyed them because there are only three left. 🙂
Belive it or not, I’ve never been apple picking. And I’m embarrassed to say it wasn’t even my idea. One of our friend’s suggested it and I’m so glad she did! We took the out-of-towners and headed for some late afternoon fun. It was the perfect way to show them our town and also catch up.
With Maximus snuggled up close, we both watched in awe as apples were picked from trees. The owners told us they had already had 30,000-40,000 visitors so we’d have better luck if we headed to the back of the orchard. They didn’t say how many visitors they get in a typical year, but in a town of 30,000 I can understand their amazement!