This weekend, I joined my sister and some dear family friends of ours in Oak Glen for a day of apple picking.
Never having been before, I was excited to get be invited by the gals and to see what the fuss was all about.
Okay, that’s not completely true. I totally invited myself.
When you were little, did you ever hold your tongue and say “apple” just to hear yourself say a dirty word?
We found a quaint little spot to have lunch and I kept thinking of my mom…the attached shop looked like Christmas had thrown up all over it. It nearly gave me the hives…the Christmas shop, not the lunch.
Later, we walked through an orchard, tasted myriad apples and apple ciders, and ate apple cider donuts, which were INSANELY delicious!
It was the perfect first trip up to apple country…and I can’t wait for it to become a Fall tradition!