It may sound silly to some people, but I get top of the scale, completely, ridiculously excited over the change of seasons. It's not like I haven't seen a crisp, rosy fleshed apple or inky purple fig before. But after months apart, they seem like brand new discoveries.
If you've also had the compulsion to lean over to your coworker and whisper, "Dude, do you know how good fresh apples are?", then you must make this galette. It's all things fall in one delicious, rustic package.