Seeing all the beautiful Autumn colors in their vibrant hues just made me glad to be alive. Apple picking was calling me back and so I made the time and went alone, this time. Do you want to come along with me?
It was a beautiful day and the place wasn't packed like the first time I went. The first time, we went on a Saturday and it was crowded. George had a sore back so he picked apples from the trees and I picked apples on the ground. We didn't walk around the farm and returned home as soon as we could.
It's a beautiful farm with lots of lands covered with a large variety of apple trees, big barns, a big farmhouse and other buildings, fields and horses in the pastures. This time I wasn't rushed and I walked around and took some pictures with my cell phone.
The farm is situated high on a hill, off the highway, with the picturesque St John Valley down below. What a gorgeous view. There are rows upon rows of well-kept apple trees and a constant picking of apples for market and people picking apples for themselves, like me. I didn't want to take too many pictures of the people for their own privacy.
Upon arriving I went to get a little plastic cart to carry the apples and I asked for three plastic bags. These large plastic bags with string, holds approximately 10 pounds of apples when filled and tied. They weigh the apples, we pay and we can use the little cart to carry the apples back to the car and then we return the little cart to the kid amusement park. There are many carts, and this is only a small portion of the playground.