It’s a fabulous season for apples – “four times the quantity of last year” according to one grower – and one of the greatest memories I have is of spending a cool, sticky, exhaustingly fun day at a pick-your-own orchard up in the Blue Ridge mountains with family and friends one autumn years ago. In all the, well, everything, I almost missed this Washington Post guide to pick-your-own orchards near DC. Considering my son’s newfound appreciation for the fruit (apples and pears are the only solids he’ll countenance) I really hope we can make it to one before all the apples fall.
It's a fabulous season for

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