These guys welcomed us into the orchard, the farmer told us to toss them an apple or two on the way out, so we did.
We had many different containers to put our apples into. Bags, Rubbermaid containers, laundry baskets and this...I just happened to turn and see this basket full of apples sitting between the rows of trees. I couldn't have set up this picture any better.
Again, I can't remember which apples these were but I loved that they were on the smaller side and looked a lot like plums.
Oliver tasted these ones too. The farmer told us to taste our way through the orchard (dozen-ish varieties) to find the ones we liked the best. Oliver took this literally! He had 4 or 5 apples while we were out picking.
This is what we picked. I'm not going to tell you how many pounds we picked because I want you to guess! Give it shot, how many pounds do you think we picked today? The black shopping bags on each end are also full of apples so don't forget to figure those into your calculations.
They got to enjoy some apples too, the farmer said that they would appreciate a treat or two from the orchard and we obliged. I have fed many an apple to many a horse and I swear these two were the most dainty and well mannered apple eaters ever! They were gentle, took small bites, didn't slobber all over you and patiently waited for the next bite.