As much as I mourn the passing of summer, my family and I enjoyed a beauty of an autumn day this past Saturday. The temperatures felt more like summer – it was in the 80’s – but you can’t deny that New England foliage, which is, along with virtually everything else this year, ahead of schedule. This scene was found in Whately, MA at a place called:
Whately is nearly an hour’s drive north from where I live. I discovered this place last year when I missed out on picking my favorite type of apples, macouns, more locally. It was Columbus Day weekend last year, and they had already gone by at the local orchard, so I researched “pick-your-own” farms further north, reasoning that they might still have them on the trees. I was right! We made a nice day last year of picking apples and heading down the road a short distance to the famous “scenter of the universe,” the flagship store for Yankee Candle. We all enjoyed Quonquont Farm last year so we decided to head back. Imagine my surprise arriving at the orchard this year, two weeks earlier than last year, to discover the macouns had pretty much been picked.
The helpful woman working at the farm that day explained that they had a late frost in May this year which damaged a lot of the young apples on the lower parts of the trees. The farm folks picked the macouns from the tops of the trees and placed them in the boxes from which people could choose. Disappointed but not deterred, we filled a 1/2 bushel bag with macouns, then set out to fill another bag with a variety of other apples.
As we did so, I heard my husband muttering under his breath and looking at the bottom of his shoe. No, it wasn’t that! He had stepped on a rotten apple while we were in the orchard, which would end up having a direct effect on his lovely autumn day, part 2. Be sure to tune in tomorrow to see what happened! (And if you already know what happened after reading it on a certain social networking site, please don’t give it away! )