Saturday morning was cool and the air was crisp. With the sun bathing the world in stark, golden light, it finally felt like autumn. Wrapped in warm clothes, A. and I set out for a day of redneck errands. First, we swung by Jake’s Flea Market in Barto to peruse wares for sale. I picked up two containers for new terrariums and a handmade canvas bag from a guy selling army surplus. Late, our trip took us to Eagle Arms in Breingsville for shitty shot guns and then out to Cabella’s for florescent orange and hunting licenses.