Fall's flying fairies

It’s official – fall is here.

I have gotten over the initial shock of the seasons changing, and now I am working to soak in the magic of autumn.

I am not looking forward to getting up in the dark, but I’m adjusting to the idea of long pants and sweaters. It’s chilly on my scooter in the mornings now – no more bare legs of summer for this girl.

The pears and squash have arrived at the market – the signal that fall is well underway. The best thing is just to grin and bear it, and see the light that shines through those autumn clouds.

I believe there are fairies that help with just that kind of thing on dreary days….

Have you ever walked through an orchard on a dark day? If there is sun through the clouds, especially in the morning, it has a magical effect.

I walk with Simon and Ella every morning through the trees, and this time of year, the pears look like they have been lit from within.

It’s as if we are wandering through some secret pathway where the fairies have left the lanterns lit to guide you on your way. And if you eat one of those pears, the taste is magical too.

The canned pears of my youth tasted nothing like the ambrosia I am fortunate enough to sample most mornings in September at Rabbit Hollow.

You can tell it’s the fairies that do this work because their playful rings are everywhere of late. Do you have tiny mushrooms growing in your grass? I bet if you do, you will see the circular patterns in how they grow.

They are left behind after the magical chants the fairies sing as they dance in a circle at night. Did you know that?

Did anyone ever tell you why you should polish an apple when you pick it off a tree? That’s because you need to make sure you don’t eat too much fairy dust.

It falls off as they fly by, playing their games in the dark. Too much fairy dust can make you giddy.

I am hoping the fairies can clear the way for a bit more sunshine. I have tomatoes still to ripen, and plums to pick for jam, and tomatillos and peppers that want more time too.

I know those fairies are dancing through the night, making every moment count. When the geese fly and the cold winds blow, they have to fly away too.

Jack Frost owns the winter season, and he only tolerates winter fairies with their skates when he is in town.

I’m taking a lesson from the fall fairies, enjoying my morning pears and frolicking in the grass with my dogs. I wonder what would happen if we danced in a circle?

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About the Author

Kristin Peturson-Laprise is a customer experience specialist by trade, which means she is someone passionate about people having a good time. 

Her company, Wow Service Mentor, helps businesses enhance their customer experience through hands-on training, service programs, and special event coordination.

Kristin enjoys her own experiences too, and that is what she writes about in this column. She and her husband Martin Laprise (also known as Chef Martin, of The Chef Instead) love to share their passion for food and entertaining.  

Kristin says:

"Wikipedia lists a gourmand as a person who takes great pleasure in food. I have taken the concept of gourmandise, or enjoying something to the fullest, in all parts of my life. I love to grow and cook food, and I loved wine enough to become a Sommelier. I call a meal a success when I can convey that 'sense of place' from where the food has come . . . the French call that terroir, but I just call it the full experience. It might mean tasting the flavours of my own garden, or transporting everyone at the table to a faraway place, reminiscent of travels or dreams we have had."


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