SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.

Your photos bring to mind crab apple jelly, elderberry wine, apple and blackberry pie with custard, pumpkin pie and of course all helped down with a glass of wine…
I like your thoughts PP – making me hungry now! I would like to have a crab apple tree if I have room for one as they have lovely flowers in spring as well as the little apples which birds like.
Did you see the gorgeous photos of Tishs crab apples recently? http://tishfarrell.com/2015/09/16/september-in-my-garden/ Are you any closer to a garden of your own?
I did. And still waiting… sigh!
It will happen when it is meant to. Maybe “your” house isn’t on the market yet…
Oh, we have found it alright, just the process of buying it is taking forever…
Will keep fingers crossed for you…
Ahhh – the colours of autumn on a sunny day are so joyful 🙂