Now and then I like to get into my truck and drive without a destination...to go nowhere special...to see what the day has to offer...to head out without an arrival point or time that is set in stone....And....South Eastern Wisconsin is a beautiful place to explore. After steering down a few back roads I found myself HERE!
I couldn't resist the urge to check it out. My truck almost turned into the drive all by itself. I have been taught since I was a child that the apple was the downfall of Adam...it is irresistible!....you DO know that don't you? Didn't Snow White even have that problem? And what drove Johnny Appleseed to wander around in bare feet with a sack of said seeds to plant. (I have loved that man since I was a child!!! There is something about a person who ambles around trying to leave the world a better place!) So......who could blame me for stopping at this colorful invitation by the side of the road, "Brightonwoods Orchard Established in 1950"? I had to take these pictures to share this place with you!....Drive in with me and visit their charming grounds!
Pumpkins and apples and autumn seem to go hand in hand!
Isn't this the most charming tree-house? The flag boasts Bucky Badger!
My grandmother had an apple orchard. She loved to tell a story about trying to locate me in the branches somewhere. She would chuckle as she pretended to be calling to me....walking through the orchard and cocking her head to follow a little voice yelling back, "I'm up HERE, Grandma!"
My children share my love of apple orchards. When summer turned to autumn we always made a trip to the apple orchard where they each picked a bag of apples. It was followed by a hay ride to "the back forty" where they collected acorns. We all sat on the ground that was getting cooler with the change of seasons. We'd sample an apple or two from their bags on the walk back through the orchards. And they tumbled into the car with rosey red cheeks that foretold of the cold winter to come.
I left Brightonwoods Orchards with a bag full of apples...memories that made me smile inside, and with plans to bake an apple cobbler for my neighbors. I was still thinking of my grandmother looking up at me, smiling with relief at finding me in one of her apple trees!
I drove home contented as my truck was shadowed in cornfield after cornfield as I enjoyed a sunset and Wisconsin scenery.
Some days it feels like.."It doesn't get any better than this!"
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