And apples,
and apples,
and more apples,
and more.
Apple cider, apple juice, apple strudel, applesauce, apple pie, apple turnovers, baked apples, apple tart tartine, apple fritters, muffins, crisps, crumbles, cakes, pancakes. apple butter as a topper, caramel and candied apples, apple chutney, dried apples. And on and on.
Each autumn, especially, I love going to stores, farm stands and farmers' markets and finding all the varieties of the season. For me, they're as beautiful to look at as they are sweet to eat. No wonder, I've discovered, they are a species of the rose family. There are more than 7,500 known cultivars - as many as recipes for them, I'll wager, throughout the history of mankind.. And myths and legends in countries around the world are centered around the apple - eternal youth, fertility, food of the dead, Adam and Eve in the Garden, among others. (see Wikipedia for all that)
Me? As a photographer, I love to shoot them. They glow. And I love basking in that saturation.
It's another primal connection with the beauty of the earth. It's a reassurance that, no matter how challenging life's business, eating an apple is an act that constitutes the best part of living, a promise that we will find "reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts." (Rachel Carson)
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