Apple Harvest

The day finally arrived. We'd watched our tree blossom, grow tiny green apples, then check (daily) until they were transformed into a beautiful bright red. Each day Hudson would meander out back and pick a few to munch on all the while asking when we could pick them ALL. He got his wish a couple weeks ago when Dan announced that the apples were ready to pick and turn into yummy apple juice. We all joined in the fun picking and munching. Even Abigail ate her fair share during the harvest.

The apple tree at it's peak in August. I absolutely loved looking out my windows each day at this happy tree. I can't help but think of Mary Englebreit when I see it. I'm sure a tree just like it must have inspired her to create some of her oh-so-happy artwork.

Hudson taking a turn a picking apples, a very long turn!

A glimpse at all the goodness he picked, and boy was he proud of his work!

"Oh here Mommy, don't forget these" Not an apple was to be left anywhere in the yard.

There were so many apples that we had to enlist the help of Hudson's wheelbarrow.

Inspecting each one as we washed them. Almost time for juice!


Dan and Hudson inspecting the final product.



Bottoms up! Not a drop was left in anyone's glass by the end of the evening. We juice fruit and veggies regularly, but nothing can compare to the fun of picking the fruit, "mashing it" (as Hudson says) through the juicer, then sitting down for a nice glass of apple juice. It was well worth the wait and we're already looking forward to next year!