Summer has past...the weather has changed. Cool nights, warm afternoons and time to gather sweaters and vests. It's also the perfect time to visit the Apple orchard. I love walking between the rows of so many different varieties of apples...and filling my bag. The colors in the orchard keep my eyes full of delight...the reds, greens, yellows and sometimes a few shades of purple. Then there are the apple orchard smells, burning wood from the camp stove to keep the apple shack warm, animals in the barn and most importantly the smell of warm cider donuts as they sizzle while deep frying and being bagged...all of my senses are in high gear and my mood lifts and I am thankful for living in New England. So on a Saturday morning, a few weeks ago, I grabbed my gear and off I went to my favorite orchard here in Maine...a gift to myself.
It's also not over when you leave the orchard...I head home with my apple bag and before the day is over, there is the smell of cinnamon and nutmeg, filling my kitchen, as the apple crisp bubbles up in the oven, just waiting for a scoop of vanilla ice cream to join in the fun. A perfect Fall Day in Maine.
"God lives in the details." Flaubert
"That something exists outside ourselves and our preoccupations, so near, so readily available, is our greatest blessing."
"Early one morning, any morning, we can set out, with the least possible baggage, and discover the world." Thomas Clark
Whenever you can, go for a walk, no matter how brief. Something will always catch your senses...it's a beautiful time of year to be outdoors.