Some years we make it to the apple orchard a half dozen times or more. This year, we only went thrice. The mosquitoes were non-existent, which was such a better situation than the blood-sucking horror of last fall. We ate lots of apples, drank cider, but made not a cobbler, pie, or even apple sauce. Oh well…my friends did! And I made a few Dutch Babies (recipe here) with cooked apples on top. Delish!
Have you ever noticed that I love hand-holding pictures? They’re my favorite:)
Cute boy!
Love this picture of Sylvie. It’s so completely her.
Happy girl with her apple.
Both kids love to get boosted up in our arms or on our shoulders to reach apples high up in the branches.
Mr. Andrew man with his bag. I heard that our main orchard – Door Creek – ran out of apples by early October. Must have been lots of crowds and an early season!
A little sibling love in the orachard.
“Is this what you want us to do, Mom?”
We said “hi” to the Black Welsh Mountain Sheep before heading home. Oh, that cider we had was excellent. I love waiting all year and then enjoying cup after cup of the rich, crisp deliciousness of fresh apple cider from the orchard.
Until next year!
~Althea