I love fall. When the sticky heat of summer finally breaks and the sky turns a magically bright shade of blue against the golden fields my heart soars to a bit of a magical place. This year we have traded many of our favorite traditions like watching the salmon run along Morrison Creek near downtown Courtenay for decidedly more Maritime delights. But, one of the sweetest bits of connection, familiar loves and shared goodness we scored as Fall officially kicks in brought us back to our quiet rural days on Vancouver Island as we headed out to the farm last weekend as a part of Open Farms Day here in Nova Scotia.
I have a quirky fondness for farm life, having romanticized days in the cornfields and harvest moons rising over barns since my friend Karla took me to her grandparents farm in Nebraska when I was 7. So, pointing the truck in the direction of Nova Scotia’s fragrant and fertile Annapolis Valley made my inner kiddo overflow with pure sweet excitement.
Take a peek inside our day, which took us to four farms and a gorgeous winery. The slices and moments look a lot like the West Coast in so many ways and we felt super grounded, at home amongst the orchards, barns and farm animals.
Apple picking in Port Williams was one of our favorite adventures of the day. Now, to figure out how to make sure those apples make it through the Winter in one form or another.:)
Nova Scotia is corn country. Everywhere you turn there is delicious, gorgeous corn. We ran through corn mazes and discovered maize, not to mention ate a cob of corn at nearly ever stop we made.
The girls snacked their way through the day. I think by the time we were done we had eaten about 40 apples and pears between the three of us. Too delicious to resist!
The sweet moments between the girls came in huge, beautiful waves out in the orchards and fields. It was the stuff of warm, scrapbook-worthy memories.
Everywhere we went, the animals took just as much of a shine to the girls as the girls did to them. Love.
Make my heart melt, will ya.
By the end of the day it was so very easy to realize where the girls feel most at home, out in the fresh air, on dirt roads, amongst the outbuildings and farm fields. Muddy, red-cheeked and so very happy, they even said it was one of the most fun times we’ve ever had. It felt like we were back home again.
Category: KIDS, NATURE & OUR HERITAGE