First Signs of Fall.

A favorite childhood pastime is apple picking.  I still make an effort to go every fall.  This year I went to Wojcik Farm in Blackstone, MA with my girlfriends.  Never before have I picked so many apples...

Red ones.

Green ones.





We picked and picked and picked.

Until we had five bushels of apples.

Let's do the math:  If a bushel is approximately twenty pounds, that means we picked one hundred pounds of apples.  When someones mother and grandmother each request a bushel, you happily oblige.  I have already started a list of all the different things I plan to make...

Enjoying the "fruits" of our labor.