Sometimes...

...I can't decide if Somerville is adorable, or irritatingly hipster. Probably it is both.

Not too much to update. Went apple-picking this weekend with Walnut and her bf; then visited a community farm that had some of the most humongous vegetables I have ever seen. Like these kale plants.Note that a butternut squash has prostrated itself before the great green gods.

The apples at the orchard were pretty ginormous, too. When I told McMumsy she said she'd noticed this, but that they weren't very flavorful, on account of all the rain, and I tend to agree with her. Plus the skin on the giant Mac I ate yesterday was really tough. Still I did greatly enjoy eating fruit right off the tree, and there's nothing like the long green grass that grows in orchards. I wanted to roll around in it. Alas, as I was a guest of Walnut and her bf, I had to control myself.

Sunday I worked. And it was good.

Next weekend it's the Deerfield Fair, but I have yet to find anyone willing to spend 12 straight hours there eating, looking at stuff, patting animals, cleaning the poo off your hands, then repeating the cycle. It's a damn shame.