When the farmers say that the apples are ripe enough to be picked, we know that my favorite season of all is upon us, Autumn. This year the kids and I trekked much farther into the Blue Ridge Mountains than usual, to pick our apples. It was a beautiful drive and a lovely day and the apples were huge and delicious.
When we were finished picking, we made our favorite apple crisp, completely destroying the kitchen in the process but it was certainly worth it.
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