I woke up this morning to the sweet scent of apples and cinnamon. Last night, after the supper dishes were cleared away, I decided to make some applesauce in the slow cooker. It’s so simple – slice some apples, add a little sugar, cinnamon and nutmeg and leave it overnight.
In the morning, the whole house is filled with the cozy autumn fragrance – better than a scented candle! You get to enjoy the aroma and the tasty goodness ~ home-made applesauce with yogurt, ice-cream, pork roast or just by itself. Delicious!
We will need to get a few more apples to store in boxes down in the cold room. Roger and I will make our yearly trip to Haneveld’s apple orchard this week.
The orchard holds a lot of memories ~ children’s smiles and shouts of laughter. Sunshine and bright blue October skies. Biting into a cold, crisp apple, juice running down your chin.
Many years have passed since the day I lined them all up on the apple picking ladder to take that picture.
I can remember the boys laughing, wrestling, and fooling around like little boys do. Sarah was in a little world of her own, gathering apples for her own small basket and not at all interested in having her picture taken. I recall thinking “Will they ever hold still so I can take this picture?”
I’m smiling as I remember, but there is a little sadness mixed in too – children don’t “hold still”. That time, so precious to me, slipped away all too soon.
In the past few years, Roger and I have made the yearly orchard trip alone. And I’ll have to admit, sometimes it has been hard. So many memories, things I held dear, now gone. The feeling of loss has been deep.
But I notice a difference this year.
More and more, I find myself enjoying the beauty of right now – today – just being with my beloved. I love that we have this time together ~ just the two of us again.
I love that we share so many memories together. We enjoy the “remember whens” and we laugh over the funny stories that have been told and retold. The story of our family.
And our lives grow richer. Two sweet daughters-by-love and two dear girlfriends have been added to our family circle.
And, Lord willing, we look forward to even more blessings ~ someday a son-by-love (although I feel a little sorry for the poor fellow who tries to marry the boys’ baby sister – he will be in for some thorough grilling and probably a fair bit of teasing :).
and one day ~ grandchildren!
More joy, more laughter, more stories, more love.
I feel as if my cup is not only full ~ but overflowing.
It’s a major shift in attitude ~ a gift from the Lord. I’m so thankful.
I’ve had some help along the way especially from my blogging friends. Women who are just a little bit ahead of me in life stages.
Not to forget a certain little someone IRL – Rinda’s grandboy.
Oh he melts the heart!
Jewel at Eyes of Wonder, wise mother and grandmother, has written a beautiful post about the seasons of life.
I do have to admit to a pinge of sadness even now, over the
thought…just the idea….of the lasts of many things that I’ve
treasured, that I know will surely come, in the autumn of my life. As beautiful
as I know that so many aspects of it will be. Like the sadness of
saying goodbye to this loveliest of summer’s now passed, this loveliest
summer of my life will also, I expect, hold a few tears in it’s passing as well. To everything there is a season. I’m so thankful that autumn is the very season to follow after summer,
in God’s creation as well as in my life. What a blessed mystery, that
something equally/possibly even more special and beautiful, can and
will, softly and quietly move into the place of something else long
held especially dear, special and beautiful. God is so very good. So
kind. So good… (read more)
Our youngest, and only daughter, will leave the nest this Jan on a 6 month YWAM discipleship course. Without a doubt, there will be a few tears and I will be asking you for prayer 🙂
But I sense a new resolve growing in me.
A willingness to “let go”. To view my hands not so much as empty, but rather as open and ready to receive.
It’s a good feeling, this new season. It’s harvest time – rich and fruitful.
May you experience all the joys of the season that you are in right now – moment by moment, day by day, enjoying the blessings that come from the loving hand of our Father.
with love and thanks for you,