Fall is my favorite season of the year, even though it is the gateway to the colder weather which I don’t really mind, but the ice and snow which I absolutely detest. Among my favorite Fall things are the harvest décor, the beautiful colors and even the crackling of the leaves as you scuff through them on the sidewalk.
Once Labor Day has passed, most of the art fairs and outdoor concerts have been replaced with harvest craft fairs, trips to the cider mill and pumpkin patch, or stopping by farmers markets to get their best offerings of homegrown fruits and veggies.
Since our house has always been a country/Early American theme, we used to hit several craft shows for harvest and holiday décor each Fall. The local churches, Crystal Gardens Banquet Center and Henry Ford Community College had some great craft fairs and we got many country holiday collectibles through the years.
When it came to scouting out those tasty beefsteak tomatoes and other Fall veggies or fruits, my mom and I used to take a Sunday drive to Kurtzals’ Farms, which, back in the day was just a large, flat wagon parked out on the corner of Sibley and Inkster Roads. That wooden wagon was loaded with a bounty of produce and big bouquets of sunflowers, all which you could buy for a song. We also tried to get out to Apple Charlies for donuts and cider at least once each Fall.
Nowadays, since the Lincoln Park Farmers Market is so close, you can get the flavors of the growing season every Sunday from June through October. Today, after I did my laps at Council Point Park, I decided to stop by the market, and it happened to be the Harvest Festival today. The market was infused with a real Fall feeling. In this lot at the corner of Southfield and Fort was harvest décor to enhance your landscape, plus a corn roast and pumpkin painting for the kids. They had beautiful mums in all colors, corn stalks and pumpkins, crafts, plus their usual produce and sweet treats like honey, jam, jellies and baked goods, all hauled in and displayed by local farmers and creative vendors.
After that trip to the Harvest Festival, perhaps now I’m convinced that Fall is finally hovering out there within reach after all.