Tourists in Our Own Town
We have officially become tourists in The Berkshires. Doing all of the stereotypical fall things one does when they are confronted with a spread of colorful trees, crisp air, and fields of pumpkins and apples. Because this is what gets me through the 8 months of snow and the humid humid summers. These precious weeks of autumn. It doesn’t get much better than this. Here is a recap of last weekend in pictures.
This weekend proves to be equally awesome, as Auntie Kimmy is en route to visit. There’s a Darlingside concert. In a barn. And promises of pumpkin carving.
October, I think I’m in love.
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