Today I found myself in the kitchen- inevitably when this happens, there is a 99% chance that baking is involved in some way or another. Today was no exception. And with the temperature dropping, and the harvest festivals and activities starting this weekend, its soooo hard to NOT want to join in. And baking always seems to do the trick.
Considering the pumpkin muffins I made the other day were nearly gone, and there were two bags of apples sitting on the counter, I figured an apple cobbler was a good place to start.
Not too bad. Not the best ever either, but at least the house is now infused with the smell of cinnamon- no glade scented plug-in can compete with that. 🙂
And I still have plenty of apples leftover…….any ideas?
Since I moved to Georgia, I’m amazed at how attracted I’ve become to the autumn months. Being from florida, I guess its just not something I ever put much thought into. Down there, we only have three seasons: hot, warm, and sweater worthy. Palm trees look the same everyday, every year, all year, unless of course a hurricane comes around and knocks a few of them down. But even then they really don’t look much different.
So when I first got the chance to experience the fall “change”, it opened my eyes to a whole new season that I honestly didn’t even know existed.
Crisp air, colored leaves, corn mazes, apple festivals, halloween and pumpkins that actually come from a FARM, not your local walmart………..
There’s just something special about that. Its a transitional phase, and (according to my terms) the end of the year. Because in a matter of weeks, every tree drops its leaves, dropping away a years journey and paving the way for a fresh new start. Maybe that’s why its called “The Fall”. It leaves behind the old, prepares for the new, then comes back greener than ever, even after months of harsh cold weather.
Every year its predictable, guaranteed, and amazing and I never get tired of it…….As the seasons change, so do we.
Even though I tend to complain about my distaste for the cold weather, -yes, 60 degrees IS cold- I do have to admit, fall may now take my “favorite season” award.
Winter on the other hand has yet to win me over. When ice covers the road for a week at a time, I would LOVE to see palm trees any day of the week.
Is there a certian time of year that you tend to favor more than others?