Orchards

In today's world of supermarkets and packaged foods, I suspect most of us rarely think of phrases like, "the bounty of the harvest," or truly understand the both the glory AND the satisfaction of rolling amber waves of grain. I know it's not constantly on my mind.

I can't help being confronted by that frankly miraculous notion of harvest when I go to an orchard. Have you been? You are suddenly surrounded by the warm, rich scent of soil, overripe windfall apples, often the spiky smell of hay, and the intoxicating aroma of freshly pressed cider. The off-kilter globes of pumpkins tumble over each other, fighting with the leaves for the title of greatest reflector of the sun. The leaves that have already ceded the fight crackle underfoot, preparing to become the nourishment for the next growing season.





There truly is an abundance of health and deliciousness in the autumn, a gorgeous and fecund wonderfulness.

Speaking of deliciousness, may I recommend a cider slush float? Odd, but extremely pleasant. My adorable friend Katie models the happy experience.




Find an orchard near you. Buy a cup of hot spiced cider or peach turnover or just a bag of apples (and maybe caramel dip, too). Take your kids on a hayride. Pick your own pumpkins instead of buying them at the supermarket.

Rediscover the earth's bounty...and maybe give thanks a little early this year.