The trees were especially beautiful:
But Evans is clearly on an expansionist tip. Check out the straw fort:
The side view looks like more fun:
And then there's this. Last year, it was a 3-story straw hill with a slide on it. This year, as you can see, it's a wooden castle with three levels, a tube, a slide, and this roly-poly area on the side:
Take a closer look: someone's been very creative with construction materials.
Did I mention the camel rides? Yeah, a camel in Kentucky. And a petting zoo. And pony rides (though, who'd want a pony when you could have a CAMEL!!?), and a bee-station where you can observe the life cycle and social behavior of bees, and a corn maze...
And a king-of-the-hill area:
And that's leaving out the cider, the donuts, the fritters (!!), the jam and honey and gifts and (last but of course most numerous) the apples. Did I mention pears? Asian pears, and something called a Honeysweet, that's tiny (a little bigger than a seckel pear) but really tastes like honey.
A good day, and I have to say I think Evans is giving Reed Valley a run for its money.
(there were also pumpkins to pick or buy)
(and vendors selling stuff)
(and a tent for picnicking)
(with country music)
(that nearly made my brother-in-law sick)
P.S. Today I feel better, but am still sick. My ear isn't transmitting sound very well, and it's still inflamed, but it doesn't hurt. My throat is worse, and I cannot speak. So that's excellent, since there's a faculty meeting today and I'm on the agenda. Also, lecturing tomorrow is going to be amusing, at best.
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I. Want. To. Go. There.
Now.
Okay, Rachel and I are packing up the car. Asian pears just grow on trees there? I swear, I thought they were really grown somewhere in Asia. I have to get out more often.
You're funny.
They grow on trees...in orchards.
I think they started growing them here because we have a Toyota plant and that means we have a large-ish population of Japanese living here. Every single time I've been to the orchard, they're out there picking the asian pears.
Whatever the customers they *intended* to serve, it makes *me* happy, happy, happy.
Where is this wondrous place.
Uh...here? Near Georgetown, I think.
Wait: my answer is "I'll take you there when you come visit!" because we've lived here HOW LONG? And how many times have you visited??? Uh, yeah.
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