(Well, the Universe and the Internet.)
All that to say, I got to see a very old, very dear friend today, whom I had not seen in over a decade. And I saw him in the company of another, newer (but also quite dear) friend, because I am the Kevin Bacon to the movies of their lives, and sometimes life is a fairy tale, and I'm delighted to be the unwitting fairy godmother.
Fittingly, we took our reunion to a Pumpkin Patch, because where else do you kick it when you have a surplus of magic?
|Some people want more legroom in their carriages, I guess.|
Speaking of tradition, I also indulged in my Annual Caramel Apple, painful joint consequences be damned.
|Future Jenny O is going to HAAATE ME.|
|My feet gained like two pounds each, trudging through the patch.|
|And SOMEONE managed to lose a sock...|
|...AND THEN he muddied his remaining sock. I have no idea how he managed it: he was on my back the whole time.|
|Fox magic, probably.|