While I love the city life- the morning hustle and typical line snaking out of the door of a favorite coffee shop, or else the plethora of shopping opportunities in a 15 minute walk, there is something especially lovely about spending a weekend in the country. The clean, crisp air, complimented by the unobstructed view of more stars than I’ve seen in the sky in a long time…While the silence of the night is uncomfortable at first, I adjust to it quickly.There is something rather refreshing about living on a street that can go hours without a single car driving by.
Yesterday afternoon, my mother and I traveled across county lines to Tranquility Farms; a family run farm in rural New Jersey, featuring autumnal produce in their whole form of pumpkins, apples, gourds, and corn, and also produced into homemade pies, preserves, and cider.
I love farms like these- they bring back the lovely memories of pre-and elementary school field trip to go apple-picking or pumpkin picking.In the spirit, my mom and I boarded the rickety trailer sporting bails of hay as seats and took a ride into the woods to visit the pumpkin farm.
We strolled among the pumpkins and my mom found a pumpkin suitable for putting on display in my petit home and cooking later in Fall.
I browsed the varieties of apples and settled upon multiple pounds of Honeycrisp, Gala, and McIntosh (L’s favorite) apples.
Oh, and a little silliness among the mums… :)
After purchasing our produce, we loaded up the car, headed to a local coffee shop, and caught up on life.
Our day was made complete with a perfect bottle of Côtes du Rhône and dinner with our lovely friend, Janice. Bon weekend!