after the quartet gig [2 weeks ago now?] we stopped by harbes farm for some tasty fresh cheap produce since we were already out east. still not sure if it is pronounced har-bees or harbs ..but amazing nonetheless.
waiting for some traffic, sitting on our bums
hoping for warm cider, and some autumn mums
standing in the checkout line, twiddling our thumbs
admiring the pumpkins, apples, gourds and plums
seeking out the donut tent, now holding only crumbs
driving home in weirdass light, with good food in our tums