Apple picking this year was a little different than in years past.
For starters, it’s 100 degrees. For this area it’s pretty typical for it to be warm this time of year, but I can’t recall it being this hot out. The kids have been swimming during the day and heading to the beach with daddy and Theo any chance they get.
I have been dying to get out of the house on an adventure of some sort, so we researched a few different farms and went to one up the coast that I’d taken Jack and Zoe to before we moved to New York City. While getting out of the house was awesome, the apple picking-not so much.
We found a whole bunch in the market area of the ranch, but the picking season for apples and berries was over.
So we picnicked instead and purchased some really amazing apple pies.
It was so, so nice to be doing something fun with my family, all of them at the same time.
It was hard for me not to wish that we were on the East Coast doing some real apple picking in sweaters and boots with the changing leaves all around us, but I am so grateful for the times we were able to do that with Jack and Zoe.
It’s gorgeous here though of course, and I’ll take the Indian Summer, too.