I love picking apples. Every fall I look forward to this little tradition. We have been to a few apple orchards in the area, but I tend to be drawn toward to smaller, less commercial ones. Most years we go with my parents, brother, sisters and all my nieces and nephews. It's so fun to get photos of all the kids picking and eating apples under the canopy of the apple trees.
It's a lot of work to coordinate 8 different schedules to get my family all in the same place at the same time. This year, we went spur of the moment, with only John's brother joining us.
When we arrived at the orchard, we got right on the hayride to take us out to the apples. We were the last ones to board, having to climb over and around hay bales to find a spot to sit. For a Sunday evening, it was pretty crowded.
The first stop was the pumpkin patch and corn maze. The second, and apparently last stop, was the apples. We thought there would be a couple stops along the apple groves, but there wasn't and before we knew it, we were back to the beginning. Luckily, the nice man driving the tractor took us around again so that we could actually get off and pick apples this time.
Now, when you are picking apples, you must sample the goods before you load up your bag. I am not sure this actually acceptable, but it seems like everyone does the same because there were a lot of apple cores lying in the tall grasses between the tree rows. Just shine them up on your pant leg and just like that they look good enough to eat, so we did (we thoroughly washed all the apples we brought home).
Of course, no trip to the apple orchard is complete without cider and donuts. We enjoyed every sugary bite of our still warm donuts, and licked each finger twice.
It was a great trip to the apple orchard and now I have plenty of apples for homemade apple pie, if we don't eat them all first!
I feel like October is when all the traditions are back in full swing. What fall traditions do you keep?