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**before i begin, let me thank lauren, who graciously let me use her computer for a bit today. and also, this is the first of 3 posts. none of the topics went well together, so you get 3 in 1 day!

it's october. wow.
i can't believe it's fall already.
time flies.

since i last wrote a couple of weeks ago, the weather has gotten cooler, the leaves have started to change color, and fall food has returned.
the book festival was....amazing. i loved it. probably could have spent the whole weekend there and been ok with it.
we walked around for a bit, looking at all the booths and such, and then headed to the literary tour of mount vernon. while we were waiting for the tour to begin, we walked into the peabody library. and saw the most beautiful room in baltimore (which is what the tour guide called it, and i must say, it was beautiful).
on the tour, we were able to see where several authors (and one musician) lived and worked while they were in the city. f. scott fitzgerald, henry james, h.l. mencken, emily post, and a few others.
i'd love to be able to show you the amazing library and the cool places where these people lived, but i'm unable to upload any pics onto my computer, which decided yesterday it didn't like being alive anymore.

this past weekend, we ventured out to the fell's point festival (which, somehow, i missed completely. i keep my ears and eyes pretty open for things like this going on in the city and this i missed altogether. not until the day before did i hear about it. i'm not sure how this happened). this festival was huge. and one of the best they've done in the city that i've been able to go to. lots of music, crafts, exhibits, food and people. it was a wonderfully well spent few hours this weekend.

hopefully, i'll be able to show you pictures soon. but until then (which could be a loooonnng time), you should click here to see the amazing library i was telling you about. you'll need to scroll down to the third picture. it takes a little work, yes, but it's totally worth it. trust me.

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