The Aloha Knitter received a call that the next batch of apples were ready for picking. We loaded up the laundry baskets and headed out.
Now, I'll be truthful here... I'm afraid of heights. When we picked cherries & apples earlier this summer, I would take the smallest ladder and never go to the top.
But that Dutch-Hawaiian friend of mine has no such qualms... whatsoever.
When we arrived at the undisclosed located to pick our free apples, I was dismayed to see it was a very large, old Macintosh apple tree. So large that most of the apples were hanging 12 feet in the air!
I walked around, picking what I could within reach. I then spent the rest of my time following 3 little boys around - they can really get themselves into a lot of trouble on a farm. I rescued one of my sons from the pigpen - yes, he had climbed in there. I then kept them busy and out of trouble by running races. Boys love a competition.
But I digress. Back to the Knitter. Yes, this fearless woman has no fear of heights. So when the farmer drove up in a giant machine (front loader? I should ask my sons...) she had no qualms with climbing right in...
(Sorry for the small pictures, I only had my cell phone to snap them with.)
Then she didn't even squeal as he lifted her 10 feet into the air to pick the apples. She picked and picked, while I watched her, felt completely useless, and kept the boys out of mischief.
We've since been very busy canning lots of apple pie filling and apple slices.
I'm very thankful for my fearless friend. It is because of her that we will be eating wonderful apple crisp all winter long.
Thanks to my wonderful friend!