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Apple Picking

“In the entire circle of the year there are no days so delightful as those of a fine October, when the trees are bare to the mild heavens, and the red leaves bestrew the road, and you can feel the breath of winter, morning and evening — no days so calm, so tenderly solemn, and with such a reverent meekness in the air.” – Alexander Smith

At a time when the world is covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon, I’m glad that I live in a world where there are Octobers. Every leaf becomes a flower; every foot step disturbs the repose of the earth and air. The autumn in Hopkins carries more gold in its pocket than all the other season.

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Falling in love with Gilman in the Fall


To celebrate this golden season, my friends and I went apple picking to Larriland Farm in Woodbine. There, we garnered green Granny Smiths and ripe red apples that delighted our palates, very much like the breezy weather that uplifted our mood.

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Apple Picking lanes


Further up front of the farm was a petting zoo where llamas and goats lounged about, beseeching for the snacks we held in our hands. 

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With our bags of apples sashaying by our side, the next destination was a cozy Korean restaurant. This communion with friends and nourishment of the body reminded me of the reason why I loved Octobers in Maryland: the mellow nostalgia of home evoked by the autumn weather and gathering.

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Although autumn wafts reminiscence in the air, a different sense of “home-ness” arose , here, at Hopkins. Spending quality time with such quality people, it started to feel like home away from home.

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