Fall...absolutely my favorite time of year...I long for a true three month season...but as a chill is carried on the wind...I know Fall is already on her way out.
One of my favorite things to do at this time of year is to go to apple orchards, farmer's markets and the family-owned farms that are sprinkled through the countryside.
These old farms are living and breathing color wheels. There are bursts of color everywhere- it is absolutely amazing how nature and man-made objects can so beautifully complement each other.
Old painted wagon beds full of gourds, pumpkins, squash. All fresh, bright and beautiful.
Ponies, cows, donkeys, chickens, and pigs reveling in the sun-filled fields.
Rows and rows of corn reaching towards the sky- looking so proud but fragile at the same time.
I can not leave a farm without feeling inspired, relaxed and wishing for a simpler time. It is the perfect excursion to take when you feel a need to refocus and appreciate all of the things that are so easy to overlook.
Simple things...beautiful things.