I have a new obsession. Fruit.
More specifically, fruit I can pick from a tree/bush/vine myself.
While we were on our vacation on Salt Spring Island (if you missed my Toddler Travel Debrief or my rant about road work, you can check them out here and here) something seemed to open my eyes to the world of picking your own fruit.
Now, to be fair, I did grow up picking raspberries all summer near our family cottage in lake country in Ontario. I picked a lot of raspberries and it was most certainly my favourite summer activity.
Also, I should note, its not like living in Calgary (contrary to what some to the south may believe) is not like living in a barren tundra. There is lots of fruit to be had out this way. Local u-picks have Saskatoon berries, strawberries and some raspberries. Last summer we picked a huge bucket of Saskatoons (which, incidentally, are really not as good a blueberries raw.. kinda better to cook or can them). You can grow a decent garden with rhubarb (which, yes, is not a fruit but a vegetable. But I can make it into pie, so same difference to me in the end.) Heck, we have a crab apple tree on our front lawn and our neighbours have a cherry tree that Audrey quite enjoyed harvesting yesterday. I find those cherry’s a little sour.. but hey, the kid likes them! And! the other day we were at a park we found in an old part of Calgary and they had heritage apple trees! Apples! Full sized ones that looked yummy! In Calgary!

Pictorial Evidence of Said Calgary Apple Trees
Picking fruit is not a new concept to me. But there is something about the fruit we saw on Salt Spring that got me, well, obsessed.
I would spot a tree by the side of the road and demand my husband stop the car so I could harvest. I walked and walked to find the perfect Blackberries. (Which, incidentally, you can not find for sale on Salt Spring this time of year because it would be absolutely insane to pay for blackberries when you can find them growing, free for the picking, almost every where you look.) And I took pictures like a silly tourist at a road side tourist trap every time I saw the magic of fruit on a tree.
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In particular, there were two experiences that really got me excited about all this amazing fruit. Both were trips to Gardens and both were very different.
We had heard that Habour House, one of Salt Springs Hotels, had set up its own amazing garden that they used for their Restaurant and sold locally on the island. So husband and I went to have a look. Upon arriving we were invited to feed the goats some broad beans that had grown too big to be yummy for human consumption. The goats seemed to like them. Then we took a self-guided stroll through the gardens. Row upon row of amazing food. Berries, veggies, herbs, fruit trees and green houses with melons, peppers and tomatoes. There was even a bunch of bee hives at the back. Amazing. It took all my will power not to do my own private harvesting… particularly when we saw this amazing cherry tree.
The second adventure was to an apple orchard we had heard about. The AppleLuscious Orchard is amazing and not like any other farm I have seen. We got a tour around from Harry, the owner, of his totally wild orchard. What I mean by wild is that in addition to his 200+ varieties of apples, he also had just about anything you could imagine growing all over the place. No rows upon rows of carefully organized produce, ready to easily harvest. Harry’s orchard is full of windy paths, chickens and ducks running wild, and trees, bushes and veggies patches that crop up at random. He says the trees do best and produce the best fruit when they aren’t coddled- they need to work to survive in this orchard.There was something magical about this orchard– like it was out of the past. Just before we left we stopped to take pictures under a ripe plum tree. Harry picked a large handful and passed it to us– apparently these plums are not good to sell because they go to mush within a couple days of harvest– not good for taking even over to Victoria to sell. They tasted amazing to me.
And there you have it. I am addicted to fruit trees.
So, as we pack up and get ready to move out the wonderful west coast, I suspect I will have more to tell you about this new passion for harvesting!
Have you done any harvesting this year?