it's that time of the 8 months

Due to my lack of funds and lack of free time, my hair cuts seem to happen once every six to eight months these days. Saturday was the day...and such a gorgeous day it was. At first it seemed like it would be chilly, but the sun came out strong. By the time I left the salon, no jacket was required. There was a nice breeze too, so I walked for a bit and felt the air rush through my freshly sheared hair. As I continued to walk, I decided to just keep going until I hit the farmers' market. I was seduced by the lovely day and bought a small bag of McIntosh apples and a half gallon of apple cider.