Autumn Serenade

30 Sep

What a poetic title! It’s the name of a classic song I listened to in the car today. I wanted to entitle this post “Fall Fell” but it sounded too tragic.

So it’s cold now. Which is appropriate because we had exactly one week of Fall which is our northeastern allotment.

Perhaps I am too quick to judge. We haven’t lived here in 3 years but I am rapidly recalling reluctance to wear winter warmies (AKA dress my kids in coats and scarves). We had a reminder yesterday of the wails of a toddler who is not ready to accept defeat (read: cover exposed skin to protect from frostbite).

We trudged ahead, though, and muffled him with his scarf so we could head out the door for Apple Picking. I always laugh *maniacally* when something we plan “for the kids” becomes something we force upon them — you know, for their memory’s sake. I prep myself for this to be the case and it’s such a relief when it’s not.

Thankfully, Alstede Farms in Chester NJ delivered and the kids were happy and the adults were less frazzled than usual and it was Fall for one beautiful evening on the farm.

And now we are enjoying apples 9 ways – everything tastes better when you pick it yourself (or when it’s free…am I right?)

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