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 Pickles, Pumpkin Butter, Apple Butter, Beet Balls (hmph?) It was such a charming country store; exactly what you’d picture in the movies. Old newspaper articles from the girls softball team winning a championship and picture collages of Paul & Jane’s family farm adventures were strewn across the walls. Quirky decorations hung from the ceiling and added such character and charm to the small and cozy shop. 
We also found a Honey Crisp apple that was literally half the size of my head!
After said shenanigans, we set out to pick our own apples.
Neither of us had ever used an apple picker before. Matty wasted no time getting to work and snagging some apples for our bag. I love a man who takes charge. 
He loved it. I watched and he picked until I got a little antsy and wanted to give it a try. We’re kids in grown-up bodies, my friends.
It was a fruitful expedition (pun intended) and we left with a bag full of apples and faces full of smiles!
Mondays are our favorite day because it is my one day off and Matty also usually has it off. It’s a day all our own – kind of our version of a Sunday – only we can pretty much count on doing whatever we want because we know it won’t be very crowded. Apparently, apple picking season came early this year so we were apprehensive about our plan coming through. Thankfully, our plan delivered with flying colors.
Stay lovely,Heather P.S. – The Fashion page was updated today! |
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For the past four years, Matty and I have encountered a seasonal apple picking fail. It’s hard to believe that, for our entire relationship, we had yet to go apple picking – until today! Late this morning, we set out to Paul & Jane’s Farm in Norfolk for an apple picking excursion. We couldn’t have asked for a more
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