Autumn, thank goodness for your blue skies, your crisp air and your glorious beauty. This year, I will enjoy you for what you are, live in the moment of your season, and try not to worry about the long, cold winter that will inevitably follow you. I will try my best not to worry about the impending winter, really I will. For now, we have autumn to enjoy! We tried a new orchard for our yearly apple-picking excursion. It was completely low-key, very quiet and very us. The only person missing was one important member of our family, who was busy squeezing in his final downhill bike runs of the season at a nearby mountain. Hmm, I realize that last sentence makes it sound like my 10-year old is already checking out of family activities, but trust me, that's not the case. In fact, the day after the apple excursion, I dragged him across the border into Ontario (pretty much kicking + screaming) to attend our annual family Thanksgiving dinner. Sorry monkey, but Thanksgiving at the farm is sacred. Apple-picking is also sacred, but a mother has to pick her battles.
If you like the idea of a small family-run orchard, which is not overloaded with a ton of people or bells + whistles, I highly recommend le Verger de la Montagne in St-Gregoire. It's across the road + down a bit from Arbraska, which is absolutely stunning at this time of year, and where we are slated to go tomorrow, petulant 10-year old and all.