Did you miss me?
Yeah, I went out of town for the weekend and though I had the best of intentions and took a laptop with me, the wireless at the (unnamed ghetto-esque hotel) was so spotty I couldn't stay online long enough to put together a decent post. It was just as well; by being rendered webless I was actually out and about* and got a chance to hang out with friends of long-standing (in many cases ones I've known since 1st grade) and cruise around my old hometown.
The precipitating event was the annual Fall Foliage Festival, a big-ass arts & crafts exhibit (and one of the last of the season), but since this is a Countdown To Halloween and not a "What-I-Did-On-My-2-Day-Fall-Vacation-In-Lieu-Of-A-Real-One post, I won't bore you with irrelevant details. Maybe another time. What we want here is seasonally appropriate and/or spooky stuff, which I (well, we; I was with my friends Cathy & Jeff) found in, of all places, a cute little bakery/coffee shop named short & SWEET. The second we entered I recognized a kindred soul--I mean, who else would have this next to the cash register in a bakery?
This may explain why we were the only customers.
Oh, the owner had all sorts of cool decoration, including a little animated haunted train 'n' town layout (with two skeletons driving a hand car on the railroad tracks in the foreground) I was unable to photograph adequately since it was in a protective glass case--stuff like this. And atop the baked goods display case...
Your basic miniature haunted mansion tableau!
Earlier in the day--much earlier--Jeff & Cathy did a 5K charity walk, which I was kinda, sorta supposed to do as well, but I just couldn't get my act together in time for the start. I arrived about 15 min. after the walkers (and runners--there were 5k and 10K runs as well) had taken off and decided to photograph some pumpkins at a nearby produce stand while I waited for them to return:
Hmmm... I'm not talented enough to come up with a witty, poignant summary so I'll end abruptly by saying later I snapped some purty flurs:
Coming up next--I visit an all-but-forgotten cemetery.
*I'm not exactly agoraphobic; however, without a compelling reason I rarely leave the apartment, much less drive 100 miles.