This weekend we decided to make the most of the last of our Summer weekends and take the kids out somewhere different. Hubs read about an orchard out in the Perth Hills (S and R Orchard, in Walliston) that was having a Summer Fruit picking festival so that’s exactly what we did.
We had a grand old time walking amongst the trees searching for the perfect fruit to pick. Harper and Ed had a lovely time checking the fruit was just right and proudly showing us what they had. Henry thought he had beaten the game when he saw all the fruit laying on the floor that didn’t have to be picked so the Hubs and I had a fun time running defence to stop him picking up and eating rotten fruit.
We filled one bag of plums and one bag with nectarines, and ate plenty as we picked, quality control is an important step in fruit picking don’t you know. I managed to get my first sunburn of the summer, because I’m blessed with the skin of my British grandparents’ and I’m a dumb dumb and didn’t put sunscreen on. Seriously, when will I learn?
Being the amazing man that he is, when we got home Hubs baked a delicious nectarine pie which we had for dessert with Vanilla ice cream. The perfect end to perfect day. (minus the sunburn)
Letting this guy near an all you-can-eat anything is dangerous.
This is what you get when you ask your husband, who doesn’t know much about cameras, to take a photo of your two year old, who doesn’t know much about picking fruit. We’re looking down at the third nectarine he picked off the tree and immediately threw on the floor. Ah well!
In case you were wondering; It takes about 248 attempts to get one half-way decent photos of these four standing still.
About 4 years ago I celebrated my birthday at Core Cider House (which happens to be around the corner from this orchard) and I took a photo of Mike and Harper walking through the orchard. It is one of my all time favourite photos. As were walking through the orchard Mike says ‘We should re-create that photo’. Of course we should!! This is the result. Look at them. I die!
On the way home we stopped to look at some of the animals we passed, because when you have little kids its the rule that you stop for cool animals. I mean, come on, Llamas! (or Lah-Lahs as Ed called them, which I must say I prefer. And look at this guy. Those colours are so beautiful I felt he deserved a special mention.