Apple Harvest Heaven
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The rain that neglected us throughout our beautiful summer has arrived to claim its rightful autumn place. Thus, with yesterday being the only clear day in nearly ten, and the only one forecast for another ten, we gathered boots and sandwiches and camera gear and headed north to the fertile Skagit Valley, a picturesque and bucolic land of red barns, organic farms and in spring, acres and acres of tulips.
Our first destination – Jones Creek Farm, to pick (but mostly photograph) their fields of over one hundred varieties of heirloom apples. Met by frisky dogs and smiling owners bearing hot apple cider, we found the farm was a portal to a time machine, whisking us back to childhood romps through abundant orchards filled with caramel colored light and the scent of windfall apples enveloping the air.
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There are two rules at Jones Creek – try any apple to ensure you love it before you fill your basket, and when you find one you love, eat your fill while you are picking! Well, we did. And we DID. Possibly eating more fragrant, crisp and perfect apples than at any one time in my life and relishing every giggling, chin-dribbling bite.
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After yesterday, I don’t know if I can say anymore with certainty what my favorite apple is. What’s about you?
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Tomorrow, more about our adventures – an heirloom pumpkin farm!
– g