Emi had a day off from school on Monday because of Columbus Day so my mom and I took her about an hour south of where we live to get apples. We had hoped to pick apples, but we waited too late in the season to do that. All they had were apples in bags for purchase. Next year we'll go mid-September instead of waiting. Unfortunately, with schedules and other stuff going on, we had no choice this year but to wait this long. Doesn't matter because although we didn't pick apples, we bought them and they are some of the best around.
My mom was introduced to Anderson Orchard by her aunt and uncle years ago. While driving down my mom and I were talking and she was trying to figure out how the heck they found this place. But they were notorious for getting in the car and taking drives. My best guess is that it was either a word of mouth, they saw it on TV, or read about them in the paper. Uncle Albert loved going to the orchard. He looked forward to it. My mom said he would also pick the biggest and prettiest apples he could find. I miss them both terribly.
Monday was a warm beautiful day. The weather earlier this week was truly Indian Summer weather. Low 70's for highs and sunny. Now it's cold and windy and I'm not liking it much. The orchard was surprisingly busy but I'm thinking that had a lot to do with the weather. Emi loved the apple she sampled and made a complete sticky mess of her hands. She also loved the apple cider we shared. We came back with apples, cider and mums for the yard. It was a good day!