Today we awoke to the most beautiful winter wonderland! Our farm was blanketed in fresh, wet snow that clung to trees, berry bushes, and fencing. We were engulfed in fog so thick the hedgerows began to disappear, and the rows of trees faded into the mist.
The youngest apple trees on our farm
Williams' Pride apples on the right, grapes on the left
Older apple trees
Goldrush apple trees