Today marks the Autumnal Equinox, the first official day of the season. Any minute now, the leaves will begin to change colours. Burnt orange, mustard yellow, and wine coloured hues. Nostalgia drapes around the landscape and wood smoke drifts through the brisk air. It’s the season of knitted sweaters and school supplies, new beginnings and faded memories…
Every year when we were growing up in California, we would pack up a picnic lunch and drive to Oak Glen. We eagerly anticipated spending the day among the familiar orchards of Riley’s Apple Farm. Barn dances, pressing cider, and eating raspberries right off the bushes – these were some of the happiest memories of our childhood. Hours were spent talking around bonfires late into the night, and the hearthside of these dear friends became our home away from home.
“Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains, a torch flung to the trees.”
Now that we are living in Virginia, we miss those days in Oak Glen, yet we still enjoy meandering car drives to see the breathtaking views of the Shenandoah Valley. Weekends are spent traipsing around the cobblestone streets of Harper’s Ferry, and carving pumpkins to adorn our front doorstep.This year we’ll be carrying on the tradition of going to the Waterford Fair. Craftsman and artisans from near and far travel to showcase their handmade wares. And in October, Tamara will be traveling north to visit some of our dearest childhood friends. She can hardly wait to go on adventures and observe the vibrant fall colours of New England. We are looking forward to sharing these moments with you.
…As the Summer heat begins to wane, the golden light of Autumn culminates and preserves all we hold dear to carry us through the cold winter months ahead. The warmth of times past mingles with the beauty of all that is yet to be. This is the hopeful season. Bountiful and radiant with promise.
“No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace
as I have seen in one autumnal face.”