Fruits of the Harvest

My family went apple picking over the weekend. It was a gorgeous, warm day at the orchard. We climbed the hill, carried our cloth bags into the rows of trees and marveled at the abundance of the fruit weighing down the branches. In a short time, our bags were very full and heavy. We began the trek back to the building where our apples would be weighed and we would pay for them.

As we rounded the final corner toward the weighing shed, we ran into a group of professional apple pickers. They were at the orchard for the apple harvest and would move on when it was finished. They carried huge, nylon slings filled to the top with apples and were headed to the weighing shed as well. As we walked, we chatted a bit about kids (they were parents too), the weather, the popularity of certain apple varieties. We wished them well in their work and parted company when we reached the visitors’ weighing shed.

My family picked 30 pounds apples at the orchard. We added a gallon of fresh apple cider to our apples, paid for everything and loaded it into our car. During the ride home, I thought about how much fun we had together, how much I enjoy knowing where the food we eat comes from, how I like supporting local farmers. And, I thought about the farm workers who pick apples as a way to provide for their families, not as a fun family activity.

Kate Kenny is the managing editor of Columban Mission magazine.