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This past weekend we all got in the truck (Pan, the fam, Red and myself) to leave the flatness of Piedmont and visit the turning leaves and primed orchards of North Georgia.

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We were excited as it was our first time at the Georgia Apple Festival and we all had a small list of things we wanted to see, take pictures of, eat, smell, etc. Not to mention we were going to camp which with its late night fires, boy scout stews and extended games of Scrabble was a treat in itself.

Before we left a friend sent me this passage from Samuel Beckett’s book Watt Killer Bean Forever hd

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. With its black comedy sense it wasn’t the most likely of inspirations. In fact, the book is about the grotesque and improbable adventures of a fantastically logical Irish servant and his master. Hardly the lighthearted muse I would have asked for. But as I read I realized that its truth was what I was after.

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The crocuses and the larch turning green every year a week before the others and the pastures red with uneaten sheep’s placentas and the long summer days and the newmown hay and the wood pigeon in the morning and the cuckoo in the afternoon and the corncrake in the evening and the wasps in the jam and the smell of grose and the look of the gorse and the apples falling and the children walking in the dead leaves and the larch turning brown a week before the others and the chestnuts falling and the howling winds and the sea breaking over the pier and the first fires and the hooves on the road and the consumptive postman whistling “The Roses are Blooming in Picardy” and the standard oil-lamp and of course the snow and to be sure the sleet and bless your heart the slush and every fourth year the February debacle and the endless April showers and the crocuses and then the whole bloody business starting all over again.

And so as the weekend closed and we started back home I realized that I wanted to trade “the whole bloody business” of the Piedmont for potentially “the whole bloody business” of the mountains…dead leaves and all!

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