We have but a few traditions, but our annual apple-picking trek to Applewood Farm Winery is at the top of the list. This year we left our visit to the orchard later than usual, but the craziness of the past three weeks made it unavoidable. So, on the last day Applewood was open to the public for apple-picking, under a beautiful blue sky and crisp-but-not-too-cold autumn air, off we went.
But where were all the apples?
When we arrived we were surprised to discover there were only two varieties left: Spencer and Cortland. And judging by the crowds arriving, there would be scarcely any left by the time the gates closed at the end of the day. Off we went, walking leisurely up and down the rows of apple trees because, really, why rush? As soon as the kids found fruit they could reach, they were off and running.
Before long we had filled one bag with two-thirds ‘eating’ apples (Spencer) and the remainder with ‘cooking’ apples (Cortland). Tomorrow I’ll be baking my traditional apple crisp for Thanksgiving and as for the rest of the haul? We’ll be eating apples till Christmas.
Tell me, is apple-picking one of your family traditions?