A beautiful farm, large Belgian work horses pulling pickers from field to field, apple trees as far as you can see, fields of tomatoes as large as my hand, and eggplant shiny and dark.
We picked crisp sweet Fugi and Galas with a subtle hint of pear in the bite. The weather was drizzly and cool, the music warm and inviting, I can hardly wait for my next visit to Garwood Farms.
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