It's Sunita here.
Apple picking, hay rides, spooky movies, love that feels unearthed, and earthy.
These apples were picked by a friend. The experience of apple picking was his.
That he chose to share it with me through this gift of apples, brings warmth to my heart.
The organic nature of his joy of experiencing that day, with those whom he loves, who were with him, seeped into these apples, and came right into my home, through the open doors that welcomed their luscious gorgeousness.
Once in my kitchen, these apples basked in their splendid beauty on my counter for while. I could smell whiff’s of their orchard’s fresh air come through, as I would pass by them, working on my routine chores. Once I had feasted my eyes enough, I decided it was time for their beauty to be transformed.
I made apple sauce.
The simmering pot of aromatic, spice filled goodness brought more waves of autumnal delight to our home.
Many fall memories of my life that are intimately associated with apples, orchards, and the crisp end of summer breezes came flooding through my mind.
Promises of rejuvenation and renewal, after the announcement that fall brings, of the upcoming hibernation months of winter.
Until next time,
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