When it settles into October in our part of the world, my dear wife Karen know we have to point the car north toward Ontario Orchards. We’re never the only ones, of course.
The stand is full of great things for this season.
Many people are drawn to the pumpkins.
Others come for the apples. Our choice is the Honeycrisp.
And then there’s the pie. We went home with one apple, one no-sugar-added apple.
I’ll cover more about the place in the next few days.