Yesterday afternoon it was so beautiful out that some friends and I decided to go apple picking at an orchard in Warwick, New York. It was only a 40/45 minute drive and it was so beautiful, I didn't mind the lengthy journey. I must say, I really do love fall. It's not too hot, not too cold and everything looks so pretty right before it dies.
Upon arrival, we discovered that there was a "minimum one bag per car" policy and each bag was $25. The bags were pretty small too. We ended up getting two bags for $50. Since us frugal young things were angry with the high price, we pulled the car up to the top of the hill, opened the trunk, and loaded up. We also decided to play some Apple Baseball, just for the hell of it.
The orchard was beautiful and very, very quiet. From the very top of the hill, the view was beautiful. You could see for miles and it was so sunny. The perfect day almost.
We ended up getting a lot of apples, most of which I don't remember the names of. The only one that stuck with me was Red Delicious because somebody in the group just had to have them.
We also found a giant green apple, which we proceeded to destroy by smashing it into a thousand pieces with a baseball bat.