One of my/our goals on the return to Canada was to make the most of this country's beautiful nature - and Saint John is well placed to do so: farmland, ocean, forests and the country's largest urban park. So weekend # 1 and we opted to go apple-picking. Through the extensive family network that living where my other 1/2's family grew up and remained provides, we were able to visit the small commercial orchard of the family's retired dentist. He and his wife have 600 trees and 23 varieties.
We thought we would just be left to pick till we got cold. Instead, we were offered a full-on tour and accompaniment that ended with feeding apples to their horse. Sadly, climate change is rearing its ugly head and this is their 2nd bad harvest in a row, plus apples not "sizing up" and coming too early/late. It's not even worth picking apples for apple cider since they are only paid a penny a pound. But we came home happy and with 2 buckets of beauties. Mike hadn't brought his sound equipment but wished that he had.
Sophie adored every apple tossed her way - check out the shark attack! Next week will likely be a visit to the pumpkin patch. Till then, it is apple sauce and cake and pie and just plain old raw!
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