boo howdy!

  There are cowboys in Connecticut, apparently.  Didn't you know?  They rustle up all manner of awesome.

Or something like that.  Giving them rope was probably not the best idea; but, well, you know.  Cowboys need to have their lassos (or so I am told).

We had an excellent Halloween--the prep for and the day itself...

We hope yours was frightfully good as well!

busiest weekends are the best weekends

We had some fun adventures over this past weekend.  Papa's Papa (you know, the dad of the one I am married to) flew in from the west coast for a visit; and, he and I went with a group of my photo friends from RISD to New York City.  We Started out at B&H Photo, and then hit the PDN Photoplus Photography Expo.  

There were vendors, seminars and a bunch of awesome.  Also, Papa's Papa got to meet Julianne Kost; which, if you are really into Adobe products, like we are, means something to you. 

From there we went to the 9/11 Memorial and then to the Strand book store.  

It was a day packed with destinations and interesting and reflective things.

On Saturday, the pups had their last day of soccer.  Seal Pup 2.0 “kicked the ball 5 times.”  

It may not seem like the biggest deal; but, for a while there, all he did during scrimmages was turn his back to the ball.  He often mentioned that he “love baseball,” which is great…since he was playing soccer.  

To be fair, he might actually love baseball.  I guess we will find out in the spring when he actually plays baseball (and not soccer).  Seal Pup 1.0 got to try his hand at goalie (ha, you see what I did there, oh, nevermind).  I think he is a fan.

While the boys were finishing up soccer, I went to the Salem Public Library’s fall book sale and bought 73 books for $21.  It was kind of awesome.  The pups certainly aren't complaining (guess who got all the books). 

On Sunday, we took a trip to Clyde’s Cider Mill.  

We got to see a old fashioned cider press, ate cider donuts and drank hot apple cider.  It was a New England kind of day!

rhinebeck or bust (the 2013 edition)

As if we didn't do enough last weekend, we also did a bit of traveling.  We headed north to upstate New York to attend the New York Sheep and Wool Festival in Rhinebeck, New York.  You know, as we do.  It was pretty fantastic (it usually is).

We saw all sorts of fiber-y goodness.

We saw lots of sheep, probably not a surprise at all.

We ate lots of really healthy food.

Although there were no rides this year, there were lots of kids activities like a mad scientist show.

There was also a gem "panning" station.

Papa calls the trip a success because we went to a festival and the only thing we bought was the food we ate (because honestly, I don't really need anything of the wool variety right now).  It was a good trip!  We can't wait to go back next year!

coming home, 2013

 It's that time of year again, homecoming or reunion weekend at our alma mater.

We started the day with a Papa and Pup 1.0 running in the annual fun run.  Apparently, I didn't run it fast enough last year (odd considering the finish time this year was pretty much the same as last year...picture above is all the runners participating in the fun run...picture below is final dash towards finish line).

Papa celebrated a big anniversary, and got to see some classmates that he hasn't seen in quite some time.

It was a good day of catching up with old friends, and watching the Bears smash Maine Maritime Academy.

Go Bears!

it's fall, y'all

Admittedly, it's been fall for a while now.  For us, autumn experience in New England has more to do when the leaves change and when we start picking apples and pumpkins at local orchards than anything the calendar may tell us.

Last weekend we took a trip to Holmbergs Orchard in Gales Ferry, Connecticut.  It's one of our favorite orchards.

We picked tons of apples.

We tried a new apple variety (for us, not new to the world, just new to us).

We selected a few (overpriced--but who is going to mess with tradition?) pumpkins for carving.

We "harvested" a ton of stuff.

And we had a lot of fun.