Whatching the apples grow...

One of my favorite parts of growing up in the Annapolis Valley was the abundance of apples in the fall.  Here's a nice song Stan Rogers wrote about the Valley.



...and the lyrics.

It's early up Ontario farm, Chicken crow for day
I wish I grew Annapolis apples up above Fundy Bay
Oh it seems so far away

On the ridge above Acadia's town to the valley down below
The evening shadow falls upon the families listening to the radio
And watching the apples grow.
Down on the farm, back among the family, away from Ontario
Hear the ladies singing to the men, dancing it heel and toe
And watching the apples grow.

Ontario, y'know I've seen a place I'd rather be
Your scummy lakes and the City of Toronto don't do a damn thing for me
I'd rather live by the sea.

I've watched the V's of geese go by, the foxfoot in the snow
I've climbed the ridge of Gaspereaux Mt., looking to the valley below
And watching the apples grow.

How does this all relate to Oli today?  Well we were feeding him and having our breakfast at the same time and his dad decided that his first taste of real food should be a delicious apple!  Don't worry we didn't let him chew or eat any just give it a good licking and gumming.

We plan on vacationing to Nova Scotia this fall and Oli will experience the Valley harvest for the first time in person!  It's been years since I've been home at that time of the year and I'm very excited.