But here are some pictures from our trip. I would love to make this an annual tradition, but then again, there are so many other places I would love to go see and explore. But I am glad I get to check this one off of the list.
Our weekend in Blue Ridge, Ga. Fall festivals, apple picking, hiking, wagon rides, and more.
Rob took these beautiful pictures when he was out and about. I never really post any of his photography here, but it is amazing. I get more shots of people, but he gets the places and moments.
Anyway, here is a shot from the general store in downtown Blue Ridge. My parents drove in as well and met us there. Isn't it perfect?
Will found a train. And a cake push pop. He was in heaven.
And I found a porch. I was in heaven.
And here are some shots from the next day. A fall festival, Lainey's first time getting her face painted, and a hike through the woods to a beautiful suspended bridge.
The next day we went to Mercier Orchards. I had heard wonderful thigns about this place, and it was fun, but it was extremely corwded. I think it was quaint and novel a decade ago and now it has become a victim of it's own success. But we had fun picking apples and you can' ever go wrong with fresh baked fried apple pies.
We hung out at our cabin in the afternoons so Lainey bug could sleep. She ran a steady fever of 102 our entire trip and was pretty much miserable the whole time. We had taken her to the doctor just before we left and sadly it was just a nasty virus so there wasn't much we could do but wait it out. But while she slept the rest of us hung out at our gorgeous cabin. Rob built a fire in the pit and B and W had a blast exploring everywhere.
That night we did something incredibly cool. We drove about half an hour to this little town right on the Tennessee and Georgia border. A man had a restaurant/store right beside his house on his property. He had also panted acres and acres of apple trees. So we met another family at his restaurant and he loaded us up on a wagon and drove us all through his orchards. He stopped a couple of times so the kids could pick apples and then he drove us to a little clearing on his land. A friend of his was there with a guitar playing music the whole time and we roasted hotdogs and smores and he also served us chili and cornbread. It was intimate, quaint, and filled with local flavor. I loved it!
I love this picture of B spinning. For some reason she looks like Alice in Wonderland to me.
We were able to get off the wagon and pick apples as we went. It really could not have been more picturesque.
This was the local musician who entertained us during dinner. I loved him. I seriously want to hang out with him every night. He was such a character. Just my style.
Roasting hot dogs.
It took Rob about 30 minutes to join in. I was shocked it took that long.
Listening to some music on a gorgeous Fall night. Perfect.
Daddy Suttle with his only boy. After two daughters and 5 granddaughters, he was bound to get one boy. And he sure did get a great one.
Yup. This sums up how Lainey felt the entire time. Poor little bug.
This is how we spent our evenings.
And then we sadly left this beautiful little town to head home. But what a great weekend of cooler temps, fall colors, and lots of great family time.