picky

I was thrilled when I saw a listing for local apple picking a couple of weeks ago. I miss the apple picking in Canada where I grew up. I took for granted that it was always there.

Yesterday Josh and I set out for Wasatch Mountain State Park for our big adventure. I was seriously so excited! I had big plans for pies, crumbles and other autumnal creations.

We had a lovely drive and visit, but the "orchard" (all 30 trees) had been overpicked, and all that remained were sad little apples rotting underneath the trees. We didn't get one apple to put in out fancy State Park paper bag. Boo!

Tomorrow I will brave the grocery store where a bountiful selection of apples await.


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1. my partner in crime 2. me
3. the ride up 4. beautiful park
5. the fallen apple 6. sad conditions and disappointment
7. mammoth grasshopper 8. the apple carnage
9. quiet time 10. a lovely afternoon anyway