As I was scrolling through the photos that I haven’t posted on my blog yet, I came across some pictures of the Graves’ Mountain Apple Festival taken in October 2012. At first I couldn’t think of a logical explanation of why I hadn’t shared them yet, but then I remembered that we went to the apple festival right before I moved.
It is a perfectly logical explanation of why I was so busy that month even though we have made a tradition of enjoying ourselves every year at the Graves’ Mountain Apple Festival located in the mountains of Syria, Virginia.
The weather cooperated on festival day. Not only was the sky a vivid blue, but the temperature wasn’t too hot or too cold.
Since I was diagnosed with a severe grain allergy in September 2012, this was the first apple festival that I didn’t get to enjoy Brunswick Stew because one of the ingredients is corn. The bowl of stew is served with cornbread too. Yeah, I avoided it all. They also serve pulled barbecue pork and coleslaw sandwiches, but I asked them to leave the bread off. My meal was delicious.
I especially love the apple sauce which actually tastes just like my delicious and smooth homemade apple sauce.
It took me at least an hour to convince Alyssa to pose for a picture in the pumpkin patch. Everyone else who was taking pictures in the pumpkin patch were young parents and their babies. I reminded Alyssa that she would always be my baby. I think she was just shy because everyone was watching us. LOL
After we had eaten, I took a picture of Alyssa and in the background I saw a girl that looked so much like my daughter that it freaked me out!
They both had the same hair color, skin tone, full lips, face shape and sunglasses! It really was uncanny! Even Alyssa thought the girl looked like her, so I couldn’t resist taking the picture of the stranger.
We had to take pictures by the river and the crooked tree. Awwww…she is so pretty!
I really enjoyed all the natural stuff at the festival this year. The leaves on the trees were flaming red and breathtaking against the vivid blue sky. There are so many things to do in the fall, but the apple festival is definitely my favorite activity during this time of year.
There were a million different types of rocks of every size. I’m such a crazy girl about rocks. I love them! I have to constantly resist the urge to hoard rocks. LOL
Alyssa also has to resist the urge to hoard rocks, but she likes the kind set in gold or silver.
Not only did we go into every jewelry shop, but I think Alyssa touched every piece of jewelry.
I did spy these really cute red and black heart earrings made with safety pins. It was such a cute idea.
Some jewelry shops were better than others, but after awhile, they all just seem to blur together. Alyssa didn’t tire of looking at the jewelry until she had actually looked at all the jewelry.
I was so glad when we left the jewelry stores and started to do things that were more fun like letting me pose in order to look like a happy cow. No amount of cajoling could convince Alyssa to be a cow, but that didn’t dampen my enthusiasm!
The water in the river was so beautiful and cold. This year I saw apples that had fallen into the river from a couple of wild apple trees that hung over it.
The crystal clear water with the sun dancing off it was mesmerizing as the water slowly slid past me. I really wanted the big smooth rock laying in the river. If Alyssa hadn’t been with me, I might have actually attempted to carry it back to the car. But with Alyssa there, I knew she would have just flipped out if I started digging in the river for big rocks.
One of my very favorite sights at the Graves’ Mountain Apple Festival is the big black pot of apple butter that is being continuously stirred by someone. The blazing flames under the pot and the long wooden pole look so primitive. However, I know that the apple butter is just perfect and the aroma that wafted past my nose was intoxicating.
I’m so glad that I have a perfect apple butter recipe that I can make in small batches. Not only do I feel like such great homemaker, but since going grain free, I feel much more comfortable making my own food to ensure no grain products contaminate the dishes.
Maybe I should get a big old black pot and long stick too. Then I could chant, “Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble” over the pot while I stirred it.
All in all it was another wonderful day spent on Grave’s Mountain at the Apple Festival. It is definitely an experience we will repeat and enjoy again in eight months. I can’t hardly wait!