apple picking.

one of my absolute most favorite memories of fall growing up was going apple picking as a family.  

we'd load up and head to an orchard, a whole crew of us.  there was a crisp feeling of fall in the air, and we were giddy as we loaded up paper bags full of sweet, juicy apples.

my dad was super tall, so he could reach many of the apples we couldn't.  us kids grabbed a few to eat as we picked, tart, sticky juice running down our chins.  mom would make so many fall-ish treats out of what we picked; applesauce, apple crisp and a pie or two.  it was all very exciting.

i love getting to share the memories i once enjoyed with my own girls.

today, we headed to the orchard.  it was wet, muddy and a bit cloudy and this year wasn't very good picking.  but i sure got some beautiful pics, which is really one of my favorite things about going.  nick loves to climb the trees, the girls love to eat, and i love to take advantage of good photo ops.  seriously.  sometimes i forget that we went to actually pick apples, i just love taking pictures.  oh, and getting lots of apples for my fall baking.  of course.

 

 

   

 we only got about half a bag full this year, but the girls babysitter gave us an abundance of fruit freshly picked off her backyard apple tree.  so i will have plenty for my fall baking.  meme had the grandkids each pick their own pumpkin, i bought a few corn stalks to decorate our front porch and a jug of fresh apple cider.  yum.

 

a fall family fav.  we may not have gotten many apples, there may have been lots of mud and wet grass, there may have been a very cranky three year old... but all in all, it was a great trip!  until next year...