Under an English apple tree
‘Autumn, that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness, that season which has drawn from every poet, worthy of being read, some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling.’ (Jane Austen, Persuasion)
What could be more delightful on a mild autumn day than sitting with a friend under an apple tree? During our visit to Somerset last month, the apples for which the county is famous were perfectly ripe. Pull over an old chair, bring your mug of something hot to warm your hands, and sit idly for a little under an English apple tree.
Perhaps you might bring a book to this spot. Persuasion would be perfect: suffused with a gentle autumnal melancholy, and full of scenes of Bath, which is only a few miles from this lovely garden.
You might hear the bells strike the hour while you read, from the medieval church beyond the orchard. Oh, but mind that an apple doesn’t fall on your head. The theory of gravity has already been discovered, you know.
My mind, I confess, is still full of Jane Austen and Bath. Our visit there inspired me to re-read Persuasion, which in turn, has led on to a more general exploration of the author’s life and work. Not to mention the spin-offs: if you search under Jane Austen on Etsy, for example, the most extraordinary outpouring of creative fandom can be found. More idle pursuits for autumn days!
You might enjoy Au pays des pommes.