A stunted Red Maple grows on our front boulevard but its leaves have always turned to orange and red in time for the birthday of our twin daughters. Today is their birthday and while neither of them could come home to celebrate, the colours on our faithful tree reminded me of the joy of their early but healthy arrival.
Most of the week has been cloudy and wet but the bright colours of harvested vegetables brightened a cool, damp market day. As children, we spent every weekend of September and October picking apples at my uncle's orchard. The fruit from the trees was graded and sold and we collected grounders to take home. I know it is October when I bite into a hard, crisp Cortland apple and smell applesauce simmering on the stove. October is baked squash and pumpkin pie, sweet carrots and fresh cabbages, local grapes and green pears.
Autumn is a lovely gem nestled between the tiring heat of summer and the bitter cold of winter. As a season it is well defined unlike the often fickle days of spring. We will celebrate Canadian Thanksgiving next weekend. It is my favourite celebration of the year with few obligations and plenty of time to enjoy the beauty and bounty of nature and harvest.
I love Fall's morning mists, low rays of afternoon sun, warm socks and hoodies, milkweed pods, wild asters, big clouds, golden fields, crisp leaves underfoot, clear, cold nights and a hot cup of tea.