What is more relevant than Apple Picking.

…nothing. nothing is more relevant.

a few dear friends and one very dear cousin took me to Shelburne Farms in Stow, MA; a farm that smells like hot cinnamon donuts and dry hay. Pitch, friggin, perfect.


The day began with kombucha, continued after a severe apple overdose, and ended with smoked onion rings and daydreams of cider presses.


Also, where do i sign to live in that house right there? I’ll form a kickstarter. details to come.

Needless to say, i have apples for days. and days. and days. and am thinking i need to buy a jacket. soon.

How are all your Autumns thus far?





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