apples from upstate


I want you to know that as I write this, I'm putting one heaping forkful of warm apple pie and vanilla bean ice cream in my mouth. So, I'm in a pretty good mood. (ps. I wrote that a month ago... so as I POST this... I'm currently stuck inside during a rainstorm, reminiscing over my 90 degree apple picking weekend! ha!)

My sister + brother in law and Ty and I drove up north last weekend for some apple picking adventures. We didn't get the brisk fall sweater weather I'd imagined - instead, it was 90 degrees and sweltering. 

We went to Outhouse Orchards near North Salem, NY. They had a nice set up with a cute barn with LOTS of pretty veggies to pick from, apple cider, pies, and gourds, galore! We picked a gigantic bag of apples for about $35. I'm using the verb "picked" very loosely here. We spent many hours just sitting under the shade of the trees, hiding from the heat. At the rate of one apple every 10 minutes, we slothfully (and sweatily) filled our bag. 

After our apple picking excursion - we stopped by Blue Hill Farms. I'm going to whip together a post about that experience shortly. Spoiler alert: it was life changing.

Fall is my favorite time of year for so many reasons. It's the spices and smells. The fact that I look good in autumn colors. The chunky sweaters. The pumpkin everything. I've felt really happy this Autumn and I just wanted to throw out my gratitude to the universe.