Red Apple Farm, 2013
Bianca and I have been going to Red Apple Farm in Phillipston since before we had I-man. It was a quick jaunt into the country, an antidote to living in the city or worse yet the highly gentrified suburbs. Since I-man though it has become an event, in part because of the kid and in part because of the massive improvements Red Apple has made to their place. This is agri-tourism at its finest, just before it crosses over into amusement park territory like what happened at the fun but no longer farm-y Kimball Farms (home of the oft-discussed bumper boats).
We arrived on the most perfect of fall days, a crisp blue sky greeting us with ample sun and a pleasant 50 degree jacket required day. We immediately started off towards the rows of Golden Delicious at the far corner of the farm.
Like the trees this year the apples were spectacular. Here is a good shot of them glistening with morning dew:
Isaac found apples at his height because there were apples literally everywhere, all virtually perfect and all juicy and delicious:
After picking apples we played in a giant sandbox. Isaac loved it because there were so many old toys and so few kids. He even found a small kid sized spade and did lots of digging. Being a Tony No Butt, he showed off his wears every time he went for a big scoop of sand:
After the sandbox we picked pumpkins:
and had some lunch, which was quite good. We went on a tractor ride and fed some animals as well. It was a great fall day at Red Apple.
We arrived on the most perfect of fall days, a crisp blue sky greeting us with ample sun and a pleasant 50 degree jacket required day. We immediately started off towards the rows of Golden Delicious at the far corner of the farm.
Like the trees this year the apples were spectacular. Here is a good shot of them glistening with morning dew:
Isaac found apples at his height because there were apples literally everywhere, all virtually perfect and all juicy and delicious:
After picking apples we played in a giant sandbox. Isaac loved it because there were so many old toys and so few kids. He even found a small kid sized spade and did lots of digging. Being a Tony No Butt, he showed off his wears every time he went for a big scoop of sand:
After the sandbox we picked pumpkins:
and had some lunch, which was quite good. We went on a tractor ride and fed some animals as well. It was a great fall day at Red Apple.