Tis the season! I am finally sporting a nice warm sweater after months of anticipation. Hooray for chilly breezes. Along with the recent nippy-ness, it is apple picking time. I had a wonderful day venturing into western Mass for some nostalgic-bearing apple/peach picking. It was wonderful. I transformed my Lolita glasses into apples, and really got in the spirit. I ate about 17 apples and topped it off with a tall glass of scalding cider. The burn felt so good.

Took a nice dip in Walden Pond after. Although I was without swimming trunks, I couldn’t resist. wet jeans are gross.