The past couple days I drove 800 kilometres (that’s 500 miles for the unconverted) to make pie. From scratch. From picking the apples to perfecting the pie crust. A dozen pies.
Why would I do that? It’s the time of year when we balance the ripening of the apples with the hunger of bears fattening up for winter. The time of year when we harvest and bake and preserve for our own winter fattening up.
Why else would I do that? Because it was a time spent in my son’s kitchen side by side as we peeled, cored, sliced and baked for a day.
My friend said it seems like a lot of work when you can just have pie delivered right to your door every week or month if you want.
Yes, in this age of subscription services we CAN have virtually everything delivered to our doors. On my drive I listened to the radio ads touting subscription services for clothing, razors, dinners and tampons. Tampons. It said for those times you are in need of a tampon the subscription service will be there. Really? So, you find yourself in need of tampons, you check the delivered boxes on your porch and find the dog toy box of things your dog won’t play with, your fridge filter replacement that you forgot you ordered, a subscription to the oh so handy kitchen sponge replacement. Oh so handy…. in this case….. maybe? Oh for the olden days when we could just pop into the store and pick up tampons when needed.
As we enjoyed fresh-baked pie and a glass of wine, we watched the Canadian geese “goose stepping” up from the lake to rest on the neighbour’s lawn. I was fascinated by watching them up close and followed their schedule for a couple of days. They headed out to the water in the early evening and at noon the next day started coming toward shore in groups of 15 or 20. After they all gathered, with much honking and noise, they headed up to the lawn. They will do this for a few days until they head off further south. Year after year, they come back.
Nature’s subscription service for all of us and we didn’t even have to sign up and give a credit card number. Berries and apples every year; bears to watch and wonder at, geese flying in and out again.
Go outside. Smell the fall air. Listen to the geese. Pick some apples. Make some pie.
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