Tag: fruit picking

Last Friday we headed to Battleview Orchards after school to get our apples. We’re late this year, we’re usually out in September. But late meant that the late varieties of apples, like Granny Smiths, were finally available. We never get Granny Smiths!

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Fresh fruit season is coming in the Northeast. I’ve still got blueberries in our chest freezer from last summer, and I’m working on ways to use them up before all the delicious new stuff makes an appearance. These were an attempt to create a cookie with fruit that H would eat. I don’t like raisins, and blueberries seemed like a great oatmeal cookie substitute so I hit up Pinterest for some recipes. And H loved them…except she just ate around the blueberries. Listen, life with a picky eater and food therapy graduate is a roller coaster of trial and error.

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We’ve been busy running around and getting into our usual fall pick-your-own adventures. Two trips for apple picking and one trip to Dearborn Market for pumpkins. We haven’t made it out to Atlantic Farms yet this year to pick one out of a real field, but we may still make the drive for turkey and gourds. And to feed the animals.

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We’ve picked so. many. peaches this summer, you guys. H and I went once in early August, and the peaches were gorgeous but not ripe yet. I attempted to make a disastrous batch of roasted peach butter with them and then gave up on the lot. We went again the week before last, and the peaches were ripe and totally glorious. We’ve been doing things. And we still have more peaches to deal with. Our freezer will be overflowing with this summer’s goodness well into the winter (happy dance that we bought a stand-alone freezer for the garage this year!).

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Still catching up on some summer posts, and I’ve still got some of these sour cherries in our freezer. H positively loved cherry picking. As much as she complained about the strawberries, I couldn’t drag her away from the sour cherries. That precious short season, it’s like magic. We packed our bucket with fruit.

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