Apples & Seasons
Fruits are the real flavors of the changing seasons…
– Nihar Pradhan
The choice was incidental, and I could have picked up any other fruit. But photography with the apple tree was accidental. Nevertheless, apple is one of most delicious fruit with high antioxidants…the old adage goes an apple a day keeps the doctor away. It is invariably a part of our fruit platter irrespective of the season; fruits and seasons have an embryonic relationship.
We enjoy the fruits and cherish the seasons but we take it for granted this fundamental correlation. We see it sliced in different shapes and sizes, and we enjoy eating it, we generally pick it from a plate or take it from a fruit basket…therein rest our exotic engagement with the fruit. We rarely have the opportunity for rustic engagement to eat it by plucking it straight from the tree.
It is a different experience to see the fruits on the tree and able to eat it fresh directly from the tree, yes the fruit in the mother’s nature. It happened that I was in Kashmir during both the seasons, once in middle of the apple season and second in the fag end of the apple season, and I happen to be in two different apple orchards. Given the enticing nature I had to venture into both the orchards during two different spectrum of the season.
It was the month of August, middle of the apple season. It was inside the apple orchard in the beautiful valleys of Kashmir, as my car passed by the road along the orchard; apples were strewn all along the fence. I got down and entered into the den of apple orchard. It was indeed a natural feeling to pluck the fresh and juicy apple from the tree. It was succulent and the tree was loaded. It was irresistibly tempting and after eating a few, I had to put my other senses to taste, and I engaged by camera to do the needful.
And once again when I was in the last days of the month of Oct, season was ending …apple trees had dried down and it was strewn with dry leaves and bared branches. The depleted scene was exposed; it was there to be captured. I was missing the dotted red spots entangled in the lush green branches of the apple tree. I was desperately feeling the absence of the juicy fruits glowing all along the branches.
Knowingly, well that I will not be greeted with red carpet in the orchard; still I barged to get a glimpse of the apple trees which had completed their season’s production cycle. I was leisurely scanning the worn out branches with countable leaves clinging onto the tree’s lean arms, I was pleasantly surprised by the presence of a lone ranger strongly making its presence felt. I had to click the season’s scene to be able to communicate the power of season on nature’s natural fallout…