The smell of harvest season awaites me. I am going home today, for the first time since college started. It is harvest season and I live smack dab in the middle of an orchard. There is nothing as beautiful as the trees full of apples; the colors are completely brilliant. Red, green, yellow. What more beauty can you ask for. Well, my vehical is pretty full of laundry, some clean clothes, flip-flops, school books, and a lap top. The weekend had begun.