Tetsu and I have a favorite apple orchard that we have patronized for years. (We also have a favorite pear orchard). It is not far from our house and we have sat by the owners' wood burning stove petting their cat and talking to their dog. It is a nice family run business, with grandparents, parents and grandchildren all there at their apple shed, packing apples for shipping or giving samples to customers who drive into their yard.
This year the youngest grand-daughter was "helping" her mother chat with customers. The mother suggested instead of just buying a bag of apples, that we go out into the orchard and pick our own and so the little girl, given instructions to help us find the tastiest apples, skipped along before us.
"The biggest reddest apples are the sweetest. I like this type of apple the best."
Tetsu and the little apple guide wandered through the orchard for quite awhile before they picked the perfect apple.
Looks like Tetsu found a good apple!
The apple guide's grandfather was up on the ladder picking apples before the typhoon blew in. It must be hard to be a farmer trying to judge how the weather is going to affect a crop.
Our little apple guide, rosy cheeks and everything!
Those rosy red apples look delicious. What a lovely little apple picker helper she seems to be!!!!
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My favorite thing about fall is apple picking. Your last photo of the little girl with the beautiful red apples is a winner!
ReplyDeleteBest regards from Gail in Wa State
The pictures in the apple orchard are very nice, and your own little "apple picker" is so cute....speaking picking fruit...when my dtr was 4 years old, we drove into Michigan w/ in-laws to pick cherries.....so pick cherries we did....and dtr assisted her grandparents.....the next day my little family, just 3 of us then, headed to Tennessee to visit a relative...on the road about 3 hours and dtr, unexpectedly begins to vomit and have diarrhead....looked like cherries....she recovered in a day or so....we get home and I asked grandpa, did dtr eat a lot of cherries....he (proudly) said, oh my yes, I believe she ate one cherry for every one she picked ....and she picked a lot...so that's our cherry-picking story......enjoy your apples, hugs, Pat in IN
ReplyDeleteI miss the orchard of my childhood. I could eat them until they came out of my ears and I didn't have to pay 158 yen either.
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