This afternoon, I had great fun apple picking with Maura and her daughters. We took our bags to a farm in Switzerland, and made our way up and down the rows gathering several types of apples and enjoying the view.
By the time we noticed how heavy our bags had grown, we had picked nearly one hundred pounds of apples (they were just too good), so time for everyone to pitch-in to get them washed, ready to be eaten and made into pies, loafs, applesauce, and caramel apples...yum.
