Showing posts with label Farm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Farm. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Pumpkin Patch Patrons

A couple of weeks ago, we made our way to the Pumpkin Patch to kick off the Fall season!
This is our fourth year going and we, apparently, think we now own the place...
 
We even seem to make ourselves right at home rather quickly...


And one member of our family even believes a "castle" was built this year specifically for her royal reign...


And here she is on her majestic steed...

 


There was lots of swinging and giggles and good, old fun...


But we did do our share of work on the farm (or palace grounds, she says...).


It was lovely being back again this year. It's become our little family tradition...

We're really going to miss this place next year when we're in Cleveland...



It's always hard leaving what feels like a fairytale life.
Especially when you're the princess...
 

Monday, July 16, 2012

A Berry Nice Birthday

Saturday we celebrated Daniel's big 3-0 birthday!

We started the birthday morning off with a short little video filled with footage from old home movies of Daniel growing up. I also pulled some old photos and had some of his dearest friends write a little birthday message and included those sentiments within the slideshow. I'll try to see if I can post it online at some point.

We decided to spend the morning at First Fruits Berry Farm picking some delicious blackberries. It was perfect! Sunscreen, bug-spray, berry baskets, and water were all provided. And the best part was that the bushes were thornless! No band-aids needed!


We had to make sure to tell Aubrey NOT to pick the red ones...the blacker the berry, the better.
She took our instructions very seriously and examined practically each berry.


"Uh-oh...I see a little bit of red on this one!"
Have I mentioned she's Type A?


Oh this girl makes me laugh. I don't know where on earth she found this little chair, but after about 20 minutes of serious blackberry picking (and eating, just look at that little berry mustache...), she decided she'd just sit and let us do the hard work. (That's the Birthday Boy's derriere in the background.)


It wasn't quite noon and the temp was just shy of 100. Our little berry picker found another chair (in the shade) and started noticeably wilting...

So we grabbed some water, paid our $2.50/lb for the berries and loaded up the car.
After some H20 and natural sugars, Aubrey perked right back up to her kookie little self.


We ended up with a nice amount of blackberries. Here's just one little basket of yumminess...


I had been trying to think of a dessert for the birthday boy (he's not a fan of cake), and in a rare moment I had a stroke of genius...Blackberry Chip Ice Cream!


Even Aubrey liked it! Then again, she's not too picky when it comes to ice cream...she just gets a crazed look on her face and starts licking.
 

Happy Birthday to you...Happy Birthday to you...Happy Birthday, dear Daniel...Happy Birthday to YOU!

May all your birthday wishes come true!
We are honored to celebrate you and your life!
We love you, Daniel!

Saturday, November 12, 2011

But I Would Be Proud to Partake of Your Pecan Pie

Any time I hear the word "pecan" I think of this scene in When Harry Met Sally.
I just realized I used a movie quote for the last post too.
I'll try to stop.

Anyway...
While we were in Kentucky, Zubie invited us over to pick pecans.
This was the same day as the apple orchard excursion, so we were definitely in the "picking" mode.
We even had Aunt Mel and Tootie join us since they missed out on the morning fun.

Zubie always has the neatest tools -- she had a pecan picker-upper (that's the technical name...) for each of us. It was like a tennis or golf ball hopper, but for pecans. See?

It was fun searching for the pecans -- kinda like a camouflage Easter egg hunt.


After picking up quite a few, Zubie wanted to show Aubrey exactly what was inside the pecan shell...

Aubrey even tried her first pecan.
Which, as it turns out, was her last.
And speaking of wanting to gag...
My sister snagged my camera, snapped this photo below, and immediately announced, "Perfect -- I got all your butts!" (and almost *too* much of mine...nice.)

(Note that all of us with the pecan picker-uppers are hunched over, while Zubie's the only without one and is standing upright.)

By the way, remind me to never let my sister take my camera again...
And just to explain something -- I didn't have a hairband, and it was super windy that day.
I used the scarf to keep my hair from whipping me in the face. It worked, however ridiculous I looked.

Anyway, after Aubrey totally dominated in finding pecans (we decided she was better at it because she's lower to the ground), she took off with Aunt Mel (who still had my camera, I might add).

 
Hey Aubrey, with all that energy you have, why don't you pick up any spare branches and twigs you can find?
Two minutes later...
Ha, just kidding.

We ended up with quite an impressive basket of pecans once it was all said and done.
By the way, the minute you decide, "Okay, I'm done looking for pecans..." you'll find a hundred.

As the sun started to fade Aubrey announced, "This is the best day ever!"
And it kinda was.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

How Do You Like Them Apples?



Aubrey and I were blessed with some amazing Fall weather during our visit to the Bluegrass state, and we capitalized on every ounce of glorious sunshine.

One morning Grammy, Aubrey, and I took off to Reid's Orchard to pick apples.

We missed the Apple Festival by a week but found the perfect row of apple deliciousness.
We'd never heard of Arkansas Black apples before, but after sneaking one (or 10) crunchy bite(s) we were hooked!

We seriously couldn't pry this apple from her hands...

By the way, if you ever come across this variety of apple, I highly recommend it.
It's juicy and crisp with a hint of Granny Smith. Mmmm...

We all took turns climbing the ladder and plucking the red beauties from the tree.


It's funny how something as simple as picking apples can make your heart swell with such happiness.

We also took advantage of the other activities the orchard had to offer -- specifically for the little munchkins.

Don't be fooled by her face, she had fun.



After feeding some goats and guzzling down a cherry apple slushy, and we were back at Grammy and Pop Pop's house with our harvest.


And ended an evening on a rather sweet note...



(sorry this picture color/tone/quality is not the greatest)

I found this recipe for Apple Nachos -- feel free to give it a try!

Apple Nachos
  • 30 large marshmallows
  • 1/3 cup butter, cubed
  • 1/4 cup caramel apple dip
  • 4 medium tart apples, cored and cut into 1/4-inch slices
  • 1/3 cup nut topping (the kind with the ice cram toppings) or chopped dry roasted peanuts
  • 1/3 cup miniature semisweet chocolate chips
In a large saucepan, melt marshmallows and butter.
Arrange apple slices on a large platter and drizzle caramel over the apples.
Then drizzle with the marshmallow mixture.
Sprinkle with nut topping and chocolate chips.
Serve immediately.