cider, apples, and pears—oh my.
the second farm-to-table dinner hosted by frecon farms last night involved not one but two truckloads of dinner-goers. it only makes sense to have a good time when you're hopping onto the back of a truck with strangers who will eventually be your good friends hours later, all in the name of dinner amongst apple trees in september.
and a haiku to match the evening.
light shimmers across
branches of apples as smiles
span each lip, mid-sip