APPLES. Throughout history and folklore the tart fruit has received the most grating of praises. A seductive forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden, a metaphor for sin and lust in classical art, a poisonous treat in stories like Snow White. Regardless, however, of the negative press, it is a fruit that holds great significance to me personally.
I was lucky enough to be in the Hudson Valley this weekend and was able to reflect amongst the inverted umbrella-like branches of a few apple trees. The orchard I was in was created in commemoration of a beloved woman who passed long before her time. After a lot of reflection (and some supplemental research), I came to understand that apples hold more positive significance than negative – a symbol for love, remembrance, truth and beauty. In Greek mythology, for example, Hercules ate from the Tree of Life, becoming forever immortal.
As this month is the beginning of a new chapter for me, I wanted to celebrate with an inauguration of this blog. I hope to have more time to do the things that bring me the most joy and self fulfillment, and I am looking forward to sharing every bit of that happiness with you. Rather than arriving at a fate similar to Adam’s, I look to take a bite of the Tree of Life and savor the pomaceous fruit, embrace all opportunities and challenges life brings.
I have always loved the sweet taste of a crisp apple but will revel in my new chapter as much as I dream of a crumble à la mode.