The weekend was a lovely one. I got to spend a beautiful fall day with Karen on Saturday. We ate at Middletown restaurants. We walked in the woods. We talked. We drank hot apple cider.

Sunday we headed west for a college friend’s wedding. It was perfect — and deserving of a post all its own — and one when I’m a little more awake.

Today we got to breakfast with our friend BW and spend a little time with her before we parted ways. That’s good because we used to see her a lot more before Rudi and I up and moved away.

We moseyed home, stopping on a whim by a New York farm to buy pumpkins, cider doughnuts, and apples; browsed at a sports good store in New Jersey; and tried to visit the Grounds for Sculpture, which, it turns out, is closed on Mondays. Bummer. Guess we’ll have to try to catch it a different time.

But it was a great weekend overall. Friends, food, family, and festivities — who can ask for more? And how soon can we do it again?