So you can imagine my dismay when there was NOWHERE to go apple picking here in the country closer than about 1.5-2 hours away. I mean, we travel an hour to the mall, but 2 hours to pick apples? When we have farms down the road? It just didn't make sense to me! So we found a pumpkin farm that had barrels of fresh apples that THEY picked (it was the best we could do), and that was good for a few years.
I am kind of obsessed with the following two pictures. In the first one, Reilly is smiling and Reagan could NOT be making a more serious face, staring in to the distance. The next picture, not 2 seconds later, Reagan looks like she sees Santa out of nowhere, and then Reilly looks like she wants to go to sleep.
Now, like I said, I've been apple picking a lot. But I've never been to a place that looked like this...it was so odd! The tree were in these straight thin lines, that looked like a winery! I thought maybe it was because the trees were young? But the apples were still giant, so it was great!
Such a fun day! Yay for apples in PA!