An Apple a Day.

We’ve been eating apples a lot lately. Like it’s our job.  In lunches, as after school snacks, and smeared in apple butter form {a serendipitous moment of “I followed the recipe for overnight crock pot applesauce, but woke up to one overcooked, browned batch of newly named apple butter”}. A peck {or so} of macintosh apples made its way home with me after visiting Pine Tree Apple Orchard in White Bear Lake last week.

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Makes me think of the song from Guys and Dolls, “I love you, a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck.”

You’re welcome for that.

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Back to the orchard. I was hoping we’d get to pick our own apples. My family used to drive our red minivan out into Star Orchard’s cortland and macintosh rows to pick the choiciest, juiciest brown paper bagfulls of apples. Applesauce making and apple pie baking ensued. Nothing like breaking out the apple peeler-corer-slicer.  I can feel the spicy, warm cinnamon and nutmeggy scent wrap me up in a cozy plaid flannel blanket of warmth.

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While Pine Tree Apple Orchard didn’t do pick your own {or they did, but it was much easier to pick up a couple of bags in their apple shop considering how busy the place was}, we still had a lovely time crunching through leaves, traipsing down the rows of trees and photographing it all, to every last cartwheel, caramel apple, and cornstalk.

peekaboo.

Peekaboo.

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My lovely hometown girl Emily and I usually spend some Sunday time together. This past Sunday we planted ourselves at the farm for some girl time. She happily agreed to be my apple orchard model.

I wish you warmth and crisp apples and a house that smells like autumn.  Happy October!

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A bushel and a peck. and a bushel and a peck. and a bushel and a peck...

A bushel and a peck. and a bushel and a peck. and a bushel and a peck…

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Waiting in line with the other apple-obsessed Minnesotans.

Waiting in line with the other apple-obsessed Minnesotans.

Sorting the pretties from the baking apples.

Sorting the pretties from the baking apples.

The half inch of caramel envelopping this apple made for a perfect energy-spiking lunch.

The half inch of caramel envelopping this apple made for a perfect energy-spiking lunch.

Knotty picnic table.

Knotty picnic table.

Autumn sunshine.

Autumn sunshine.

Apple picknickers.

Apple picknickers.

White Bear Lake and Shore.

White Bear Lake.

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This makes me want to climb halfway up, pick and apple to eat, and swing my legs while sitting on the branch.

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Sun and Shadows.

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Golden Delicious.

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By the corn maze.

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Some yoga happened.

Some yoga happened.

Em has some serious balance!

Em has some serious balance!

Obligatory selfie. Not so easy with a Nikon D90.

Obligatory selfie. Not so easy with a Nikon D90.

Cartwheel 1.

Cartwheel 1…

...and cartwheel 2.

…and cartwheel 2.

More knots.

More knots.

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Love how her blue earring pops.

Homeward bound. Country in the city.

Homeward bound. Country in the city.

Somepup was really pumped to snuggle with me when I came home.

Somepup was really pumped to snuggle with me when I came home. Talk about cozy.

 

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