Last Sunday I drove down to Mooresville with three beauties to Anderson Orchard, a place that I've actually been visiting since childhood. Totam also has fond memories of the place. Together we helped guide Cassie and Amanda through rows of trees, picking and tasting apples and excitedly gathering chestnuts from the ground. We shared apples, one bite each, and attempted to describe each type, similar to a sommelier with wine although not quite as elegant. It was a perfect day for the outing, with overcast clouds that seemed to threaten rain but instead welcomed us with a soft sunshine as we hiked over to the barn for cups of frozen cider. We left with four pecks filled with winesaps, crispins, mutsus, and fujis. Cassie and I threw in a couple cortlands into our bags for their beautiful maroon color. And the chestnuts - twenty three dollars worth of those shiny nuts, a laughable mistake as we realized that they were priced by weight. We left the orchard brainstorming recipes for all these apples and discussing new movies and good and not-so-good fiction novels.
Altogether it was a beautiful trip. I am so grateful that I got to hang out with Totam and Amanda, who I don't see nearly enough. And hanging out with my roommate, aka the coolest lady on the planet as mentioned in previous posts. I left with a great appreciation for my midwest surroundings and a deep love for the fall season. Good thing it's just the beginning of autumn.