We drove up to Graves Mountain for their annual Apple Harvest Festival on Sunday. It was a brisk day, but we were dressed for it. There were hats and scarves and gloves and even long johns. We’ve been doing this for years. It has become tradition, but Herm and I have missed the past few years. I love Graves Mountain. It’s such a beautiful place – as you can see in some of the photos. It’s a perfect backdrop for pictures.
Maddie is Chris’ Daughter.
Chris is Bek’s friend.
Bek is Jacob’s mom.
Jacob lost his first tooth recently.
Melman isn’t related to anyone we know, but he’s our kind of people.
As soon as we arrived, Maddie and Jacob climbed up on this old truck.~~
There were arts and crafts made by local artisans, and they were (somewhat) sheltered in these tents. A gust of wind blew one of them over. There was a bluegrass band.We got out of the cold for a while and ate lunch in this huge building that had this huge fireplace. The food was great and so was the hot apple cider.
King of the MountainMaddie ~ Queen of all that she surveys
The Hayride ~ Maddie, Jacob, Bek, ChrisJacob and Maddie go horseback riding ~Jacob on SkipMaddie and Blackjack
Making Apple Butter ~There were jams and preserves and gourds and apples and apple butter for sale.And the star of the show! The apples, of course!Dad buys Maddie a new hat ~
~And of course, there were pumpkins and gooseneck gourds…or snakeneck gourds…as Jacob called them.The Brook or Stream or whatever…
Chris and Bek at the streamJacob and Maddie
Herm, Jacob and Maddie find something… What could it be? Don’t you just love Herm’s tangerine hat?
Yikes! A crayfish! Jacob
Of course, apples must be eaten at an apple harvest. I think there’s a rule or maybe even a law.
The end of a fun day and heading home ~