Fuits of labor
I have 10 lbs. of apples. And a headache. And a hammock.
The longer version is, I went with House Wex to Parlee Farm out in Tyngsboro for early apples: going to pick your own is an event in which you pay for the privelige of labor- very Tom Sawyer mixed with the practicality of tourists hurt the trees. But yay- Also I have some peaches. When I care again I ought invesitage some options other than pie and/or crisp for specifically the peaches. However, I seem to be hugely hedachey now - lots of bright sun and probably not enough water. So, hammock. Book. Water.
The longer version is, I went with House Wex to Parlee Farm out in Tyngsboro for early apples: going to pick your own is an event in which you pay for the privelige of labor- very Tom Sawyer mixed with the practicality of tourists hurt the trees. But yay- Also I have some peaches. When I care again I ought invesitage some options other than pie and/or crisp for specifically the peaches. However, I seem to be hugely hedachey now - lots of bright sun and probably not enough water. So, hammock. Book. Water.