Fresh Jona Gold and Apple Crisps are stacked high on tables. HMMMM. I like both but the Apple Crisps have a special sweetness ~ each bite some how tastes vaguely of apple pie.
Purple kale line the straw strewn walk ways and the happy faces of Johnny Jump Ups nod the mild breeze. I almost did not go out today. Thank goodness I didn't listen to that inner voice that wanted to take a nap. Didn't bring the Rebel but the point and shoot did a serviceable job.
Autumn is a feast of color and freshness. Worth the increasingly cold days and the endless rain of the Northwwest.