(Photo: Shannon Barbour)
Usually Brooke Wade goes foraging for tree branches on her bike, but it’s in the shop right now. Today she’s heading over to McGlorick Park to dig through the huge stick pile, her favorite place to find branches that she’ll transform into slingshots. “This saw is really kind of too nice to be using for stuff like this, but it’s the fastest thing I can use. I feel a little silly sometimes so I always try to get in, get out.”
What the hell happened? Seems as if Fall came out of nowhere, and fast. Dead leaves on the gross-ass ground, trash tornadoes from the sudden gusts of ice wind, and a slanted sun that disappears before you’ve had the chance to get out of bed. We’ve already heard people planning to split for the Waste Coast (lame) before it gets ugly. Thankfully, we’ve got a number of bands blowing into town whose sounds hail from warmer climates, reminding us we can always travel to these places in our minds when shit hits the fan.