I logged onto the site today to see that, since we passed two weeks after election day (and my last flurry of posts), all those posts had disappeared and left poor neglected Procrastinet looking quite funky. So I will, belated, post some pictures from our early-October camping/apple picking trip upstate to take up the empty space.
To wit:

Mom and boy ready to pick some apples!

Stuart's Farm, our orchard-of-choice.

The Map'O'Apples (MacIntosh, Macoun, Empire, Fuji, Red/Yellow Delicious, Granny Smith)

That lush foliage? Yeah, that's poison ivy. The base of every tree was pretty much blanketed with it. I didn't breathe easy until the next day, when it was clear nobody had gotten rashy.

On the hayride, with Max still clutching the first apple he picked (he lost it near the end of the hayride, a very poignant moment)

Back at the campsite, at Fahnestock State Park. Camping on October 7 proved to be great fun, but cold at night with all three of us crammed onto a full-sized air mattress.

The portable DVD player: proof positive that (a) backwoods campers we ain't, and (b) the times they have a'changed.

From my "Portraits of Fire" series, available soon in limited-edition lithograph.

Cold Spring, NY. The Hudson, across to Storm King Mountain. Note to those considering a move out of the NY Metro area: you can live in a historic, 3BR, 1800's townhouse within one block of this view, a 1 hour commute out of town, for $619k. I know, because we gave it some serious thought.
For the family-photo gluttons in the bunch, the whole photoset (complete with witty captions) is available here.