I have slowly fallen in love with fall. The crispness in the air, the colour in the trees. Fall has become equal with spring in my heart, with summer winning all of course.
This year, fall inspired me to return to the farmlands and go apple picking. I hadn't gone since kindergarten, but the idea struck me and I couldn't shake it. I called up my friend, Caroline, to join me alongside baby D, her adorable two month old. Roughly two dozen apples later, and a little mud on our shoes, it was mission accomplished.
Honestly, nothing beats farm fresh food. And there's something special about gathering the food yourself. I loved Willow View Farms and hope to return some day when plums and pears are in season. And now I'm off to slice one of my apples!