A Meander in the Country

 Today I needed apples, at least I think I do;

so I headed to the farm store outside of Portland for my Gravenstein apples.

Yes, each year I go there for 20 pounds or so just so we have pie filling in the freezer.

Winter just isn't winter without having a fresh baked apple pie occasionally.

 But first I had to stop and stroll this historic apple orchard.

Wow! the branches were loaded.

I was tempted to pick, but the apples are for the farm.

It is a historic apple orchard, part of the local park district.

Often children are brought here in the fall to pick and picnic.

I brought my children here when they were young.

 The old tree branches are often crooked and mossy.

 I love just walking here.

 My heart is at peace.

 The queen anne's lace was everywhere.

 At the farm where I bought my apples there were flowers too.

  Walking through the flowers put a smile on my face.

 I thought even the flowers past their prime most beautiful.

 Isn't that a busy big bumble bee?

 I spotted my first pumpkin, some cut fields, and tips of leaves beginning to show signs of Fall.

 And to top the day there was a cup for tea.

Don't you just love a lazy, meandering sort of day in the country?

A time to see what you can see and savor the day.