The sun has just started peeping over the horizon, casting the world in hues of soft gold. You know what that golden light reminds me of? Apples. Those beautifully ripe, crimson apples hanging low on the branches, ready for picking.
Now, I got a chance to head over to Grace's orchard yesterday, and I tell ya, there's something incredibly satisfying about plucking a ripe apple straight from the tree. The slightly tart scent of the apple, mixed with the earthly smell of the orchard, it's nothing short of therapeutic.
An apple might be a simple fruit, but the act of picking it, of connecting directly with nature's bounty... there's a profound joy in that. It's one of those moments where you're truly present, not worried about the past or the future, just there, engaged with the world around you.
We rush through life, always aiming for the next big thing - a promotion, a new car, a bigger house. But in the midst of this race, we often forget to savor the small pleasures that life offers, like biting into a crisp apple that you've just picked from a tree, feeling the juice dribble down your chin, the sweet-tart taste lingering in your mouth.
As we step into the heart of autumn, let's take a moment to slow down, to appreciate these simple joys. Let's cherish the crunch of leaves under our boots, the warmth of a freshly baked apple pie, the laughter of friends gathered around a bonfire.
And speaking of apples, I have just the song to accompany this thought. It's 'Apple Blossom' by The White Stripes - a tune that, much like a bite from a freshly picked apple, is sweet and refreshing. So, go on, Kodiak Crossing, sink your teeth into the day, and remember - savor the simple moments, because it's in these fleeting moments that the true flavor of life resides.
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I read this while staying in a orchard. I can totally relate to your words, as so often. I am picking plums, apples, pears, and grapes directly from trees and vines right now πππΌπ.