Living the New England dream: Corn maze

Last year I was slightly to the right of sad that I didn't get to go apple picking or go to a corn maze...they're just not activities you do by yourself unless you want to really drive home how few friends you have.

This year I made it happen...and joined the church youth group on their outings. ha.

My group of four intrepid women headed into the maize maze with gusto...and we were the last group that managed to find a way out. It was not without adventure, namely one of the maze cops (I'm not making that up) flirting with the young lady with the bun.

Album cover! When they eventually write more than one song, I'm claiming this photo for their first EP.

and Mary

Harvest

A few photos from a farm down the road. I never get tired of these blue skies...or apparently of taking a photo of the same thing from different angles and zooms...

This is macoun apple crisp...I just made that up.

What is it about old wood...and in a field? Jackpot!

with filter

Without filter

without color...

chives

Just kidding...more corn.

Talk soon...

I took vintage-y pictures of the fair

Grab a funnel cake and enjoy the show.

I want that pig.

I'm loving it...Matt (my editor) and I went down that. Woot woot!

Late afternoon ride

Centrifugal

Man eat turkey.

Sweet

This is great...surpassed only by the unicorn cow.

Hey-o!

Will we still have jobs when we get home?

signed,
Still employed

Oh hi...I went to the fair

Let's face it. I'm completely incapable of focusing on only one interest. At this very moment, I've got pieces of a skirt pattern in one corner. A vanilla ylang ylang soy candle prototype is cooling on the counter. A rats nest of fabric and rope is squirming on the coffee chest (which I wish was a coffee table). And I've got a few hundred photos I wish I had already edited and posted here. There's also at least 5 pounds of local cranberries sitting in bowls all around the living room/kitchen/office that I need to can and stuff into the wardrobe. Mmmm....and the hallway is littered with handmade cutting boards curing with mineral oil.

Oh my goodness and I've only read 10 books this year! Consider this an APB for a 30 hour a week job and/or a redhead with a good job who just loves a putterer.

That said, I played hooky early this fall with my editor. (We sort of got caught by our boss...but sometimes you have to preserve your sanity.) 

We went to The Big E aka The Big Eastern Exposition, New England's big state(s) fair. I love state fairs. I'd go to one right now, if there was one to go to. That's how much I love them.

Tour guide

Don't mind if I do, Billie.

Hate corn dogs. Hate them so much. Yick.

Here's lookin' at you, kid.

Oh to have taken this in film...but I love it.

Ain't nobody got time for that.

Fun fact

Ewe're laughing out loud right now, right? What a good sport.

More, even better photos soon.