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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.
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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!
Click the Froggies to join in the fun!
Lovely story Keith
Thanks, Sadje.
You’re welcome
I liked the cherries like musical notes
I’m pleased you got the connection, Neil! Thanks so much.
Sounds so idyllic when you are writing about it. Not so much when I am toiling away doing fall yard clean-up. It’s never-ending at this time of year.
I don’t envy you, Denise, it’s bad enough on my little balcony!
Such a peaceful pastoral scene. And a newtonian frog, too. 🙂 Excellent.
Thanks for your gravity-defying comment!
A lovely pastoral reflection. A beautiful time of year.
If only it lasted longer! Thanks so much.
Hi Keith – love this time of year … and am happy sitting behind a tractor full of goodies … delightful thoughts – apple and blackberry crumble! Cheers Hilary
Now you’ve got my mouth watering – I’m off the greengrocer around the corner!
we reap the bounties of the harvests in so many ways …. everyday …. we should be eternally grateful —- not only for filling our bellies, but also for the rich tapestry, the abundance in the assault on our senses …. because it’s all so magical, mystical …. awe-inspired …. a miracle really …. life pulsing always, even without our messy hands’ touching …..
lovely sentiments here Keith …. hope you found some delicious treasures locally 🙂
You’ve put it perfectly. We need to be constantly reminded of nature’s bounty lest we take it for granted. Got some great blackberries yesterday!
oh that sounds lovely ….. hope they were perfectly balanced, sweet and tart … 🙂
indeed, a moment or silence throughout the day to give thanks ….
Love the rhythm and flow of your words.
That’s very kind of you Danny, thanks.
Nice tribute to all the good things about early autumn
It deserves a tribute, I love it! Cheers, Larry.
What a beautiful piece, Keith. Such rich, autumnal language. (Sorry not to have commented recently. Busy selling my flat! Sigh!)
Thanks so much, Jenne.
I was beginning to worry about where you’d got to! Hope the sale’s going well.
Well written. Made me hungry!
Help yourself to some fruit!
Lovely imagery in your poem. Truly inspired writing Keith. I think you like this time of year.
That’s so kind of you Lisa, and yes, I love it.
The busy circle of a farmer’s life, i don’t know how they keep up.
Me neither Mimi. They are to be admired and appreciated.
I like how you capture the whole season of harvest. I bet you are ready for that beer or cider now.
Too right I am James! Cheers!
Dear Keith,
Such a peaceful and fruitful bustling of activity. Lovely. Simply lovely.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks for your delightful comment Rochelle.
Beautifully written.. really want to visit this place 😊
It’s inspired by the county of Kent which is known as the Garden of England. Thanks so much, Vartika.
Very topical, I enjoyed reading this,
It’s that time of the year once again. Thanks so much, Michael.
Change of the seasons.. Very nice
Thanks so much.
Cherries dangle like musical notes, love it.
I wondered if anyone would get it! Thanks so much, Trish.
a hopeful story. that’s what we all need right now.
Don’t we just! Thanks plaridel.
Autumn always reminds me of junior school, with harvest festivals, conker fights and collecting leaves. So did your lovely story!
Conkers! What fun. I remember soaking them in vinegar to make them stronger – tut-tut! I’m sure I once had a twelver!
When I took over my village pub the annual Conker Fight was a big event – until Health and Safety insisted goggles were worn and I dropped it.
I think many schools have banned conker fights now. Though I guess once you’ve soaked them in vinegar and baked them, they are pretty dangerous 🙂
You expertly captured my favourite time of the year.
Mine too, thanks so much Sandra.
Ah such a wonderful time of year. I can smell the heat from the sun in the images you paint. Well done.
What a lovely thing to say, Laurie, thank you so much.
A lovely piece of descriptive writing, Keith.
Thank you so much, Penny.
A richly descriptive piece, Keith. You brought the season to life 🙂
That;’s really kind of you Linda, thank you.
Remembories of living next to a pear orchard — except my hand never got to pick one. Commerical grower and all that; fruit whisked away slightly under ripe. Did have two apple trees in the yard: an old fashioned gravenstien over 100 years old and still producing more apples that I could bake, sauce, or give away, and the kings which was younger, and slightly less prolific.
Remebories, too, of my aunt’s farm and helping with the harvest. Corn into the silo, hay into the barn, and meals with plates piled high with fresh late summer veggies. Helping can and preserve for the onslaught of winter.
Fall remains my favourite time of the year, and you have captured that warm sunshine, hay-tickled noses, bounty overflowing. Something to be very thankful about.
Lorraine, thank you so much for leaving this delightful piece. It’s a joy to read, you really should post it on your blog. Such wonderful remembories – my new favourite word!.
Glad you enjoyed it. Rural living does have it’s positives, especially in the late summer/fall when even the air seems golden.
Keith,
Oh how lovely! “Shiny cherries dangle like musical notes” … and from then on you transport us to fields of harvest and the resting land. Beautiful.
pax,
dora
That’s really kind of you Dora, I’m so pleased you liked it.
Lovely pastoral scene. Very delightful story, Keith.
That’s very kind of you Neel, thank you.
Wow, amazing! As I read the story I was transported into this magical world you created.