Apple trees hang heavy with ripe fruit. Shiny cherries dangle like musical notes as bulbous pears await the fruit picker’s hand.
Mighty combine harvesters travel back and forth. Their rotating blades level fields of swaying crops leaving in their path bales of hay like so many golden chess pieces.
Vintners harvest grapes from hillsides, and the time has come to gather brewer’s hops then dry them in pointed oast houses ready for next year’s ales.
Soon, Mother Nature will enjoy a well-earned rest as the rich soil nurtures dormant seeds, and hedgerows play host to hibernating creatures of the undergrowth.
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and to Sandra Crook for the photo.
During almost every journey I seem to be held up by something similar this time of year!
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