Apple-Picking Experience More Tart than Sweet
Lucy remembers a pick-your-own apple trip that neither she or her family will ever forget.
Every September, I think back to a time years ago when I took the kids to an orchard to pick our own apples. Some friends of mine knew how to can and preserve them, and were willing to teach me. Channeling my inner Martha Stewart sounded like a good idea. I picked a beautiful September day; we got in our 15-year-old, beat up mini-van that made more noise than Chitty Chitty Bang Bang and headed to Bob White Acres. The kids each grabbed a bushel, and off we went. The first took no time to fill, but after their second bushel, the kids began to get tired. Aubrie had hers about half full, while Elyse had two or three apples in her basket. Boy put his bushel on his head, found a stick which he waved wildly, and began running around breathing …
Tamara Kells
4:29 pm on Monday, September 24, 2012
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