apples and the buzz cut

ahhhh the first cold day of the year.

♫ Catherine Wheel - Sparks are gonna fly ♫

The first day when you wake up, and immediately cover your feet with the old quilt. The first day when a hot cup of coffee is a comfort for your cold fingertips. The first day that you can feel the sterile coldness in the room, expanding it, pulling the space between the walls wider. The first real day of Autumn. I love this weather. I live for this season. These in between times are the only real times. The rest is just waiting. The transition is when things can be felt. The first cold day after the sweltering humid summer, and the first warm sun after the frozen dry midwest winter.
It's also the day that we went pumpkin picking at epel garden. (http://www.eplegaarden.com/)
It' a good place. I've got to remember to write a review to put on my two web sites (http://groups.yahoo.com/group/thisredrock, and http://groups.msn.com/MadisonAdventures). Both of which are almost dead anyway.

It wasn't too busy when we went, but then again Sarah had purposely planned our trip on a day that there was a home Badgers game. She's so wise that way. There's no admission fee, which I admit was one of the initial hooks that got us. When we got there there were enough cars in the lot to make me glad that Sarah had chosen this cool sunny badger game day. Sarah and Ashley went to see the "Harold Potterson" show. $3.00 for kids (or wizards as the sign proclaimed) and $5.00 for adults (or muggles appearantly)

♫ Joan Osborne - Lumina ♫

I stayed ouside while they were led on their mysterious quest. They were gone for a good 30 minutes, just long enough for me to wonder if this was a Neil Gaiman story int he making. But they both came out smiling. According to the muggle and the witch, it was fun. Not shoddily thrown together, and with enough variety to be fun and not trite. A quidditch match, digging for dinosaurs, a sorting hat, a corn maze, and graveyard for unknown souls, or somthing. I guess they were all Harry Potter themed, but I'm not a fan myself, so I'm kinda glad I waited outside, I probably would have been a killjoy.


And I found the perfect apple!

And it's the day that I shaved my head.