When I was younger and still living in Michigan I spent my fall seasons frequenting pumpkin patches, apple orchards and ciders mills. As did most people living in the Midwest, and I would imagine across the country in non-urban areas. Hot cider, sugared donuts, prize-winning size pumpkins and burnt brown cornstalks were some of my favorite things to search for while wrapped up in sweaters and puffy vests.
Instead of driving out to an off-the-beaten-path field with mud and tree-lined rows, I now walk just a few short blocks East to the Green Market in Union Square where some of my favorite fall fixtures are still ready for the picking...just from the basket instead of the tree. Here are few pictures from a recent sunny autumn day:
Apple crisps are in these puppies futures.
Baby pumpkins for baby apartments.