Saturday, October 25, 2014

Farmers Market

After arriving in Harrisburg, PA, a little after noon, we headed down to Elizabethtown to visit Bridget's dad. We took a liitle field trip to the local farmers market to see what they had available. There were lots of pumpkins both the traditional orange and the more unusual (to me) white. I am told that there isn't any difference in flavor and they are still orange inside. Somehow, the white ones don't make me think of fall.

What they had a lot of were apples. Many different varieties and sold by the peck or the bushel. A few other things such as these beautiful plums, lots of jams and jellies, and other locally produced products. We picked up a peach/raspberry pie to share with friends that we will be staying with for a couple of days. BTW, I had originally met this wonderful couple back in the early 80s before I had moved to Alaska while we were at a field site in Lost River, WV. The leaves were changing colors then since, as I was told, this is the easiest time to identify the different types of trees.

I think that we missed the real intense color in the leaves by about a week but it still looks pretty nice. Plus, it was 71°F earlier this afternoon. Can't complain too loudly about that. The green is kinda nice after Barrow.

I'll be here for a couple of days total before heading to Indianapollis on Sunday for the Internet2 Technology Showcase (what used to be known as the Fall Member Meeting).

Later, Saturday Evening - We went back to the farmers market as this was the last day for pick-your-own apples. As you can see the trees are still loaded with apples. They had row after row of just about every type of apple I've ever heard of and many others that I hadn't. I believe the sign at the end of the row said that these were Pink Lady apples.

I went further looking for my favorite, Granny Smith and the trees were loaded. After Bridget and I selected one apple each, we went to where they weighed the bushels to pay. We put our selection on the scale, one Granny Smith and one Golden Delicious, and paid our 50¢. My apple was delicious.

 

12 comments:

VStar Lady said...

Welcome to an eastern autumn ... isn't it wonderful. Pink Lady apples are one of my favorite eating apples; I would have picked a bushel for sure.

Coop a.k.a. Coopdway said...

Richard I'm glad that you stopped. A reminder for me to stop more often since too often I go right on by, surprising since I enjoy myself every time that I do stop. Enjoy that mild weather!

Martha said...

What a great day! Perfect autumn activities plus food! Autumn bounty.I hope you continue to enjoy good weather.

RichardM said...

The weather here has been wonderful. I was told that since there hasn't been a hard frost, most of the leaves haven't changed yet. Apparantly, this is a bit unusual.

RichardM said...

On this particular day, the local market was the destination. Just to see what was available at the time. Compared to the 9°F back home, this is a pretty nice change.

RichardM said...

Beautiful, cloud less skies. Here, the leaves seem to be changing kind of like it did in Fairbanks with some going straight from green to brown skipping the normal red/yellow/orange.

Maybe things will be different in Indianapolis. I'm headed there today.

Trobairitz said...

Fresh apples off the tree, you can't beat that. And those plums look so tasty. They remind me of the ones we picked on our bike ride.

Our leaves are doing the same because of the temperatures. Still waiting for the brilliant colors.

Martha said...

Great and fun article!

http://www.nytimes.com/2014/10/23/garden/apple-picking-season-is-here-dont-you-want-more-than-a-macintosh.html?_r=1

RichardM said...

Your post was the first thing I thought of when I saw the plums. And the color looked exactly like blueberries. Maybe the leaves in Indiana are behaving better.

RichardM said...

You're right a great story. Here is a clickable link for the article.

Andrea said...

Yeah, you and Bridget are Farmers' Market fans, too! Love your picts!

RichardM said...

Yep, always like to check out the local farmers market. Usually much better produce but in Alaska, it comes at a much higher cost.