The Kindness Of Autumn
My man spent part of his afternoon making pie with the delicious apples from our backyard tree today.  He has many talents but I would bet good money most people would fall just for his pie crust alone.  All over the island people are trading stories and harvests, sharing everything from tomatoes to apples, Italian prune plums to barlett pears.  As amazing as it looks the smell wafting through the house right now makes this picture, and my words, pale in comparison.  I can hardly wait to taste it.  Then all my senses will have benefited from the bounty of Autumn on Hornby Island.

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