It was Monday morning. We headed out of the house in high spirits having stuffed ourselves on homemade doughnuts the night before. To stave off hunger pangs until breakfast, we munched on the ones that were leftover while we put together a lunch and got ready to go. Our first stop was for bagels at Fairmont Bagel.
They lived up to what we'd heard about them, our only regret was that we hadn't ordered more.
Most of the orchards were closed on Mondays so we headed to the one that we knew was open and figured they would have apples to pick or at least know another orchard. We weren't disappointed.
After tasting some of their cider, they told us about an orchard some friends of theirs ran, it was close by and had great apples. We drove along quiet country roads, through quaint small towns, reveling in the fall colors and the peacefulness of the country. It was nice to see cows again. ;-)
We picked two bags full in no time flat. Keegan hoisted Kirsten on his shoulders to pick from some of the higher branches. Kilmeny was quite happy to play on the grass and watch us. It brought back a lot of memories from our apple-thinning experience in New Zealand and to complete the nostalgic feeling, there was a herd of sheep next door.
There was a smattering of picnic tables and we enjoyed our lunch in full view of the Green Mountains in Vermont. The lady at the farm spoke hardly any English but Jared was able to communicate with her that we wanted to pick apples and got some fresh apple juice for lunch. Ahh, bliss in a glass!
It was the perfect September outing. And it was such a treat to share it with Keegan and Kirsten!