Fall decided to come this week-
this Friday actually.
This time of year I always find myself clinging to the season,
wanting to soak everything in.
the leaves, the crisp wind, wellies, sweaters, the pumpkin pie
oh the pumpkin pie.
yesterday's temperature never went above 65 degrees
I even wore a little sweater.
and opened the windows to hear the wind blowing all day
I have a feeling our first New England fall is going to be pretty enchanting.