It’s our first full day in Lake Junaluska, North Carolina and we will go to the orchard. We have apple cider donuts and apple loaf to buy and pies to order.
We will stand at the counter looking at this years variety deciding flavors. We’ve done the numbers and will need to order 6 pies.That’s six double crust homemade fruit pies made right here. Yes ma’am.
Maybe this is part of your regular life but for us ‘city folk’, the closest thing to an orchard around here are orange groves. They make good juice…but pie? No thanks.
So we get into this country thing while we’re smack dab in the middle of the Great Smokies, an hour from the Appalachian Trail and those mountains they call Blue Ridge.
We eat bar-b-q, sit on the porch and crack open the windows at night.
I feel a little like those women in the old Diane Keaton movie Baby Boom. You know the part when she’s trying to sell her homemade baby food and the tourists come in and slobber all over themselves at how cute and great this is? Yeah, that would be me, trying to act all normal as I hover over the jars of peach butter and apple butter and trying to figure out the difference between jams and jelly. And the honey!
Maybe we focus on the pie a little much. Maybe it’s because my sister-in-law can get strawberry rhubarb pie and I’m crazy about the blueberry and trust me here, neither of us are going to actually make a pie crust at home.
After a day of white water rafting, the house will be turned into a buffet and the platters of steaks and ribs will be set out next to the baked beans and coleslaw. We’ll be scooping up plastic cups of ice and pouring sweet tea.
Every seat inside will be taken and the tables on the porch are first come first get a seat.
The conversation ebbs and flows, sprinkled with tales of the day: how cold the water was this year and whose raft got stuck on the rocks. There will be some exaggeration and high volume laughter. And there will be pie. Guaranteed.
There will be moments shared and bits of life will spill out as see grace served up as plentiful as the pie. It’s a time new foundations are built on a trust that is being restored.
Dear friend, when you extend hospitality to Christian brothers and sisters, even when they are strangers, you make the faith visible. 3 John 5:1