Best Dress Evar

I think I won the dress lottery. Sadly, I do not think I acquired any pictures of me in it yet.
I'm proud of myself for arriving mid-EoS-party and not wigging. Being outside helps. The firespinning was worth the crowd. It's been noted that my bike is a babe magnet. Today it was mostly the knee-high actual babes. There were very basic lessons on "this is the hot part."
The second party was very low-key and over-warm. I had to bail before I wanted to so I could stay safe whilst riding. Which I did but when I turned down my (somewhat long) street, I started to get the hyper focus/tunnel vision of the no really, I'm done. Glad the bunnies weren't feeling suicidal as they sometimes are.

g'night!

Fuits of labor

I have 10 lbs. of apples. And a headache. And a hammock.

The longer version is, I went with House Wex to Parlee Farm out in Tyngsboro for early apples: going to pick your own is an event in which you pay for the privelige of labor- very Tom Sawyer mixed with the practicality of tourists hurt the trees. But yay- Also I have some peaches. When I care again I ought invesitage some options other than pie and/or crisp for specifically the peaches. However, I seem to be hugely hedachey now - lots of bright sun and probably not enough water. So, hammock. Book. Water.