Life in Another State

I always forget how much chaos moving causes. I think it's just a week of moving things into boxes, then a week of moving things out of them.

Maybe it's crazier than usual this year because we moved out of state. We're no longer Massachusettians! (I refuse to acknowledge "Bay Stater" as the "correct" term, since I never ever heard someone from MA use it.) We've gone north, to the lovely state of Maine.

I've noticed neglected, prolific-branched apple trees tucked everywhere around here. I couldn't resist picking a few and photographing the drops. I hope your fall is filled with apples and pumpkins and beautiful foliage as well!

Apple Picking Season

One of my favorite fall pursuits is walking through an apple orchard on a grey day when the golden dry grass underfoot is wet with the early morning's gentle rain, inhaling this sweet hay scent mixed with the slightly fermented, sharp cider smell of fallen apples. This lovely photo by Jude McConkey captures it so perfectly!

You can browse more of McConkey's amazing pieces here.