My family love traditions. We are basically creatures of habit – we have been to the same house on holiday for the past 14 years, we have the same cereal on our birthdays every year, play the same board game every Christmas (Cranium anyone?!). Apple picking is our Autumn tradition and has been going strong for almost 10 years now. Here are 2009, 2012, and 2013 on the blog.
My grandparents live in remote countryside in Kent and it looks so beautiful this time of year. Actually scrap that, every time of year. It was the perfect mix of working hard at picking, chopping, and squashing apples to make juice (and eventually cider) and chatting, eating THE most delicious spread for lunch made by my Granny, and coffee and cake breaks. After consuming about 4 different types of cakes each, we went on a brisk walk before the drive back to London. The air was warm and damp as the dew started to set in, and we came across 3 beautiful horses. In my eagerness to get good photos, I stood too close to them and ended up with red swollen eyes for the next 16 hours, darn allergies.
We now have too many apples than we know what to do with. As I’m writing this on Sunday night, I’m off to make an apple crumble now. I hope you enjoyed browsing the photos.