We really enjoyed apple picking this past weekend. We hadn't been apple picking in about five years. That is a pretty outrageous statement when you consider we live just miles from the apple capital of our state. I mostly took photos of my pretty children and the pretty mountains.
We picked Fuji, Arkansas Black and Pink Lady apples. The kids must have eaten three apples each out in the orchard. Arkansas Blacks seems to be the new family favorite. They seemed to be a popular apple, since the kids had to climb the trees to get to the nice Arkansas Blacks. We were under a bit of a time crunch and were worried if we would be able to find enough apples. We were so funny to worry. The kids picked a bushel and a half in about 20 minutes.
It makes me so happy to see this child smile a natural smile. With her sad history pre adoption, we still have to practice smiling with her. It is so nice to see her throw out real natural smiles now and again.
I have a lot of apples to process. The afternoon required a ton of walking. The farm was 40 acres and the apples that we wanted were about halfway down and down hill from the entrance. It was hard work carrying all of those apples back up hill and then a half a mile to the car. We got some great excercise.