Pick Your Own Peaches

This weekend we went to a local farm (Eckert's) to pick peaches.  After our canning success with raspberries we were ready to try something else and peaches are in season.  Here's Matthew with his crate, ready to pick peaches.

 

We got to ride on a wagon (pulled by a tractor) from the main country store to the part of the farm where peaches were ripe and ready.

 We were ambitious and got three crates!

 Here are the peach trees!

There were a lot of people out picking that day, so we had to walk a little to find trees with peaches, but we eventually found some good ones.

The peach variety was called Red Haven and they are ripe when they are mostly red, so they told us to look for red ones.  Here Grant found one.  He had a lot of fun picking.

 He didn't want to put his peaches in the crate, and he wanted to eat them right away.

 Scott found the good trees for us

Maybe Johnny helped

 Grant eventually started putting his peaches in the crate when it got to be too much to carry

 We found lots of peaches!  And they smelled so good!!

 Here we are after riding back to the market with our peach haul.

It ended up being 37 pounds of peaches!!

Matthew was mostly able to carry his crate.

Grant was upset about something here.

We played a little at the kiddie corral afterward.  We also got some ice cream.  The kids had a free ice cream cone coupon from the local library summer reading program.

 Riding off road tricycles

 The sunken tractor

Matthew wanted me to know this is a REAL tractor

 Running through the little covered bridge

They had a little mini golf place.  When I seemed hesitant to let them play there the kids kept shouting to me, "Don't worry mom, it's FREE!"

 Ringing the bell

There are apple trees in the background.  They will be ready to pick labor day weekend.

So we'll be back

And a sandbox that we briefly visited.  Grant's ice cream cone had dripped all over everything, including his feet.  We cleaned him up as best as we could, but I'm pretty sure there was still chocolate ice cream between those toes.  And after running around in the dirt and sand it became gritty muddy chocolate ice cream toes.  He got a bath as soon as we got home.  I'm pretty sure he's not inventing any new ways to get dirty, but some days he definitely amazes me.

Anyway, we had lots of fun and now we have 37 pounds of peaches to can, minus a few that may have been eaten along the way.