Warm sunshine, cool shadows and crisp breezes. A perfect day for Sunday driving. Apologies in advance for those with slow connections. Hopefully you’ll pardon my overzealous picture-posting (18 this time) if I tell you that this is only 10% of what I took today. *Sheepish grin*
We met the Clifton trio at Rennie Orchards and partook of their family friendly fall offerings. Gourds and pumpkins on display in all their glory. A pint-sized hay maze. Long or short hay rides through the orchard and pumpkin patch. Fresh pressed cider, with pears included for additional sweetness. Apples and other fresh-picked fruits for sale, or pick your own (highly recommended if you’re taking a little one like we were). If you haven’t stopped by an orchard in your area lately, I suggest you add it to your to-do list. As a favorite local blogger would say: I don’t see how you can go wrong.
After the orchard, we reminisced at Manistee Lake – the place we all stayed on the Cliftons’ first Michigan trip – and the Goose Creek campground – the campground where Tony spent numerous childhood summers fishing and canoeing. The autumn sun set a maple on the western shore of Manistee Lake ablaze in gold, while it graced the Manistee River at the campground with shifting shadows.
Each season, I think, is my favorite. Isn’t fall perfect with its gift of colors, bounty of fruit, and unexpected warmth ahead of the winter cold?