I'm visiting my old college roommate in Albany NY. The leaves are just changing. The hills are the same mountain range as my home town in Virginia. My friend is taking me along on her Fall errands. Today we took the dog to a lake where he ran with two other dogs. My friend Lessa tried to get her dog to go swimming in the lake with his friends by throwing handfulls of popcorn into the water to intise him. Her friend had just bought a small kayak and we took turns padeling around the bend in the lake to eye a small cottage tucked among the reeds. The light drizzle increased and we packed up the wet dogs and mudy kayak. Lessa had seen a berry picking farm and we pulled into a driveway where a boy no older than 13 manuvered a tractor around green houses. We lifted wet leaves to look underneath for unpicked rasberries. Lessa filled her green paper bin quickly where I had been alternating between my bin and my stomach. A siamese kitten decided that I was more likely to have treats even though Lessa was more enamored with the kitten. We spent the week cooking recipe's from the farmers market and I couldn't imagen going back to a grocery store after that.