The light in Fall has a special quality about it - the haziness and glare of summer is gone, and the flat blue grey of winter hasn't arrived yet. Maybe it's the way the leaves dance, maybe it's the hint of the amazing colors to come. Or maybe, it's the great local apples that find their way into our markets and our homes. I love the [Link Removed] (North Georgia) which is coming up next weekend, and can never decide which of the local apples I like the best....so I buy some of each and eat them all.

What does light have to do with local apples? I'm taking a photography class at [Link Removed] in Atlanta, and our class field trip was to take a visit to Oakland Cemetery (our local historical cemetery where great dignitaries like Margaret Mitchell and Bobby Jones are buried!), apply the skills we learned in class, and bring 6 of our favorite photos to class.

Here’s my particular favorite, the old South and a great local apple. ( I’m sure there’s some witty saying about all of this, I just can’t figure it out right now - and if you can, please comment on the blog and let me know!!!)

I suppose there could be more Fall-ish photos, especially when the leaves change, but this says it about early Fall in the Oakland Cemetery for me. ( And yes, I did bring that yummy locally grown Rome Beauty apple with me as a prop...what do you think, they grow apples in cemeteries? It is the Deep South, but we‘re not that weird down here!!)

For some fabulous apple recipes, take a peek at S[Link Removed] - and then you'll find out what us Southerners do with our bumper crop of delicious apples. Enjoy!!