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Favorite Photo of the Moment

Every year, I keep meaning to go to one of the many apple orchards in the area and…you know. Pick some apples. Make a pie. I never get around to it, but since I don’t know when I’ll be back for my favorite season in Virginia, I had to do it this year or live in potential regret.

After doing some digging around online, I found an orchard in Purcellville, VA that looked like a potential winner. I forwarded the information along to some of my friends and a few weeks later we found ourselves making the long-ish drive out to the farm.

The weather was beyond beautiful - the quintessential autumn day; sun shining brightly but the temperature mildly chilly. Making our way through the rows and rows of apple trees, we began to realize that we had arrived rather late into the season. Many of the apples had already fallen to the ground and begun to wrinkle and blemish on the branches.

After walking past many past-mature swatches of trees, we began to scratch our heads. Upon our arrival, we had seen plenty of people coming back with buckets that were brimming with apples. Where had they gotten them? We soldiered on.

At some point on the path, we turned a corner and were met with a small empty clearing across from some beehives. Because it’s how I roll, I asked everyone to put our empty buckets on their heads and snapped this picture.

As luck would have it, we ran into a group returning with a large apple bounty and held them at gunpoint until they told us where they had gotten them from.

I’m kidding. We took their apples and ran.

I’m kidding.

The day ended in an apple-filled victory. If you would like to see the rest of our orchardventure, please click on through.

This picture stands out as one of my favorites of the lot. The bright green of the trees, the clarity of the sky, and my friends with some slightly smelly buckets on their heads. When we finally start that band, this is destined to be our album cover. For now, it simply chronicles the brilliant weather and a day I will cherish in my memory until the dementia finally gets me.