Okay, so maybe it's very touristy of me to consider apple picking something other than the daily grind but is that so wrong? :-)
My first official morning at "home"--not even fully unpacked, Mama, Selina, Jonathon, Sami, and I loaded up headed out for a morning of apple gathering. Opa joined us with his riding lawn mower and trailor to haul tbhe apples back to the house. Now, I use the word gathering because unlike what I'd been picturing in my head, we never picked a single apple from a single tree but instead, sorted through those that had already fallen and gathered the good ones.
My first official morning at "home"--not even fully unpacked, Mama, Selina, Jonathon, Sami, and I loaded up headed out for a morning of apple gathering. Opa joined us with his riding lawn mower and trailor to haul tbhe apples back to the house. Now, I use the word gathering because unlike what I'd been picturing in my head, we never picked a single apple from a single tree but instead, sorted through those that had already fallen and gathered the good ones.
This first adventure of mine lasted only about two hours although after only an hour the sun decided to appear and made the second hour a little less enjoyable. However, Selina and I worked together..mostly in the shade...and before long it was time to go.
It may not seem like the most exciting first morning, however, I enjoyed it and am looking forward to baking a real American Apple Pie with Mama.....because I have no idea what on earth we, or Oma and Opa (who we gathered the apples for), will ever do with so many apples! I've been told/warned that I will become more used to apple picking in the next few weeks so I'm expecting a second excursion sometime this week. :-)
Good morning. Nice pictures. I am wondering what type of apples they are. Almost looks like a granvinstein. (sp) When you come home, I can't wait for you to bake me..(gram) an apple pie. (smile)
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Grammy