Apple Hill in September is an absolute must for me. I love the nostalgia of the whole thing; the crisp fall air, the times of harvest, the yummy flavors of apples and cinnamon. It is by far one of my favorite traditions. This year we went up with our very close friends, and of course had a great time.
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| Guys |
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| Family |
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| The traditional running up and down the dirt hills at Farm #1. |
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| Pumpkins! |
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| Apple doughnut time! YUM! |
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| What do you mean there aren't anymore?? |
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| The gang: Howards, Hatches, Noskas and Riddles. |
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| Girls look all excited to have their picture taken, boys look bored. |
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| Love this farm. Out of the way. Not too many people. Plenty of room to run. |
Because we went on Johnny Appleseeds birthday, there were many extra, free activities for the kids.
Here they are taking place in an old fashioned egg race.
Yes, they are real uncooked eggs.
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| Ready. Set. Go! |
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| Face painting |
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Creepy Johnny Appleseed.
Gave the kids a tour, but Brent said he had been kicking back the Apple Cider...If you know what I mean. |
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| Still in love after 12 and half years. |
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