First of Fall

“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature -- the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.” 

New again.

There is a certain kind of comfort and novelty in traditions. For me, the first of fall is apple picking in upstate New York with my family. We go on the same weekend every year to the same orchard in New Paltz. We pick the same kinds of apples in the same parts of the orchards, and then we treat ourselves to their delicious homemade apple crisp afterwards no matter how hot or cold it may be that year. But every year we go, it never loses its novelty. We find new things to laugh about, new beauty to appreciate, and new things to add to our yearly tradition. The view is the same every year, but it never gets old and it never seems less beautiful. It makes me think that I'll miss the day when the year comes around that our trip up north ceases to be a yearly tradition, because as time passes and we grow older traditions change and traditions end. It makes each year here that much sweeter.


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