Since Taylor Swift lives her life like she’s a damn Strawberry Shortcake character, she went apple picking with Jakey Gyllenhaal on Saturday afternoon at a farm in Hopewell Junction, New York. And no, apple picking is not some kind of sex act involving eating several rolls of Saran Wrap and eating apple slices out of a….forget it. What I’m getting at is that they actually picked apples! I swear, skipping and giggling, these two.
A source tells UsWeekly that before their stroll through Park Slope on Sunday, Jakey and Taylor twirled through the Fishkill Farms. The source went on to say this mess, “They were walking through the trees, having fun together. They looked happy. Some of the customers tried to take a photo of them, but they were hiding from them in the trees. They drove through the orchard and bought the apples on the way out.”
Hiding in the trees?! Fuck Tom Sawyer and Becky Thatcher. They’re more like the Fox and the Hound. The song about this shit is practically writing itself…. “The apple in the tree… Why couldn’t you let it be? You picked at my heart…. You tore it apart. I thought you were my white knight, Jake and now I’m falling back into the field of heartache…”
And I bet for their next date they are going to go antiquing followed by a tea tasting under a weeping willow tree. Taylor’s publicist (or whoever paired these two together), you crazy for this one!