Tag: greenfield

Leaf-peep-alooza: chance encounters

As we were sitting in Shelburne Falls sipping our brunch drinks, we got a call from our dear friends BADCo, who happened to be in the neighborhood. Wow! So, we got together for a beer and the Special Ploughman platter at the People’s Pint and caught up… wonderful to see them enjoying their new empty-nester lives.

We walked along Main St. in Greenfield, which frankly is pretty dead on a Sunday afternoon. However, the antique mall was open. We didn’t find anything we needed to buy, but we got this picture.

I’m pretty sure this shot will go viral and catapult me to Internet fame and ad-revenue fortune, because it is ironic and yet has an underlying serious message about Exploitation. And expresses my angst. Ironically.