As a kid there were certain things my Mom did not find the need for. It was absolutely forbidden to play in the fire hydrant (aka johnny pump, fireplug) because we had a pool in our very own backyard. We also had a big gorgeous apple tree that grew outside my bedroom window. We ate them as they ripened and fell off. We then collected the big batch in the autumn and made applesauce. It was as sweet and wonderful as the childhood memory. I just recently figured out that it is also the reason we probably never went apple picking. Why bother? With all that we used to do why tie up a day?
All of these years later I have never been picking. I've plucked pumpkins from a patch, picked blueberries in Rhode Island and found just the right flowers and veggies at the farm...but go to an orchard and find the right apples...never. Until today.
We drove all the way to Lawrence Farms in Newburgh, NY. It was 85 and sunny. More beach weather than fall....but we carried on with a wagon and some bags and gathered our fruit anyway. 10 or so types of apples later...though we aren't sure which is which...we are ready for lots of apple recipes to follow this week. The day was completed with a lovely dinner with the McCauley Family...thanks so much for sharing in my new thing! Last year corn, this year apples...what will next autumn have in store?!?
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