I’d forgotten how multi-layered and gorgeous the sky can be in Central Washington where the state changes from grays and greens to blues and browns:
Once we reached Omak, we found a rainbow waiting for us at this little park we’d never discovered before.
Dinner at my favorite restaurant in the world: The Breadline Cafe, where the atmosphere, food, and drink is the best of Washington: warm, crisp, quirky, organic, local, indie, piquant, and personal.
A tumbleweed lurking just off the main drag in Omak, good for giggles after dinner.
This morning, we drove by the elementary school for old times’ sake and found the trees gloriously ablaze:
And on to get apples and pears from my favorite fruit stand, Smallwood Farms:
We loaded up with Macintosh, Fuji, and Golden Delicious apples, and Bartlett, D’anjou, and Asian pears–enough for fresh eating, neighbors, and processing.
After living in Okanogan, I’m mindful of the migrant farm laborers whose work gave me these apples. Here’s a row of shacks that house the pickers during harvest time. Grapes of Wrath, anyone?
And finally, a stop at Orondo Cider Works where we found the air redolent with the essential aroma of autumn: wood smoke, apple cider, and fresh doughnuts.