I blame the gray sky that makes the leaves look magnificant.
And I did it while thinking about apple cider. While wondering how yesterday it was 82 and today it's 46. While stepping in dog dookie.
I love fall.
This is the path the little trick-or-treaters will walk stealthily, or happily, or scarily. Please, only little trick-or-treaters. Don't be those kids.
Someone needs to rake.
I'll make him do it.
Happy Fall, Football, Fireside Frolicking--