Special memories of being in the Smokey Mountains in the fall include eating at the Apple Barn or visiting a Farmer's Market to buy fresh home-grown apples. I never knew there so many varieties existed until we visited the FM in Asheville. Man-oh-man, how delicious can they be? We only saw apples as a kid (Red Delicious) on Christmas morning. Once they disappeared (and they did quickly), we did not see them again until the next year. Recently, with the hint of autumn in the air, we've been thinking of the Smokies, mountain air and apples You can probably smell them too.Subscribe to Read!