Apple of my Pie

Apple picking feels like a Nova Scotia rite of passage. There are apples galore here, u-picks all over the place and lots of apples trees just along the side of the road. One cool thing I saw this year was that once winter comes, any apples that don't get picked or fall off the tree look like ornaments perched up in the branches - very cool, and yes at first I thought people had literally put ornaments up in the tree : ).
For our first apple picking experience we went to Noggins Farm in the Valley and picked a huge bag of Cortland apples (our new favourite). There was definitely a sweet Fall chill in the air and we enjoyed the hayride and eating apples to our hearts content as we picked. 
Many apples were eaten straight and quite a few made it into Levi's delicious Award-Winning* pies. Harvest and all the beautiful fruit that comes with it is definitely a highlight of our maritime life. 

*(Newcastle Stake Pie Competition 2014)  


Unimpressed Children and Leaves

Fall in Nova Scotia is truly breathtaking. The seasons are a magical thing to experience and fall has to be my favourite. We only caught the tail end when we arrived last year so I waited with baited breath for this years show and it did not disappoint. Magical colours everywhere. What better backdrop to capture my beautiful children, against their will... well they started out pleased to be there but a few minutes in they were over it. I suppose they aren't being paid so I can't complain. So I give you 'Unimpressed Children and Leaves' by Jade Catton.

Some other beautiful iphone shots of leaves minus the children ...

Pass the Pretzels

Blanche is brilliant. She should be known as Blanche THE Brilliant. One of the many reasons I love her is her commitment to throwing a party, an authentic detail unthought of, no store unsearched, no hours unworked to create the real deal. I was lucky enough to attend the fourth and final Nova Scotia Oktoberfest party, which has legend status for authentic German food (handmade mind you by Blanche herself) and Blanche getting fairly drunk with 100% of the guests present being mormon - what a combo! This year did not disappoint. My favourites were the pretzels and fries. I bow down to you Blanche, queen of throwing a party xx

Blueberry Heaven

The seasons give rhythm to life in Nova Scotia. In the winter you nestle down into life at home, catching up on projects and enjoying the warm fire while snow falls out your window. Spring brings rain and flowers and you and the world feel renewed and fresh. In summer you catch every ray of sunshine that falls, making the most of the magic and then fall comes with it's fresh evenings and changing colours.

The 'harvest' really means something here. Each in it's season. Nova Scotia has strawberries, raspberries, cherries, blueberries, peaches, apples, pumpkins and corn all for the picking. But you only have small windows in which to experience the fun and this year so far we only made it for the blueberries.

One weekend I was determined to go blueberry picking (having been disappointed to have missed out on raspberries) so one Saturday we set off in the direction of the Valley...or so we thought. After half an hour driving in the wrong direction and realising our mistake, we took a back road that cut across to where we needed to be. However on the way we found a magic blueberry farm, ripe with blueberries and only $2 a pound. We could hardly believe our luck. Levi has been telling me alot lately that he feels as though, sometimes when things go wrong, it's really just Heavenly Father facing you in the right direction. And I know it's small but it felt like it with this blueberry farm. We never would have found it because it isn't online and it's only 35 minutes from our house, with cheap and easy picking that I can take the kids to myself during the week. We picked 10 pounds that first visit and the same again a week later when I came with the kids and my friend Deborah again. It was blueberries by the handful at our house for 2 weeks and we loved it!