It seems to me that one of the favorite activities of the Americans during the beginning of the “fall” (or autumn, like my friend Paul prefers) is the apple picking.
For the second year I didn’t miss this occasion!
Honestly I don’t go to do it because I love it… I mean… I like it but because it reminds me the when I was a kid and I was climbing on the pear trees close to my grandpa’s vineyard .
Now I can’t climb trees any more: today I tried with success but I’m not good as I used to be!
Anyway… The apples were delicious and now I have almost 30 pounds of apples at home!