I love the fall season. Every spring I say I love the spring, and I do, but I think my heart belongs more fully to Fall. And regardless of when school starts, or the leaves turn, or what an almanac says, October is the start of the fall season for me, and I love it all the way up to bedtime on Thanksgiving day. Then in my mind, winter begins.
I am amazed that we are as far into the year as we are. Last week Mike and I were trying to recall something that happened in March. For the life of us we couldn't remember the particular event like we needed to. February, March, and even April is all a big blur to us. All he can remember is laying in bed. All I can remember is him laying in bed.
I LOVE the FALL!
And even though technically, it has been Fall for a couple of weeks now, the weather around here hasn't been genuine FALL weather. I think today that may all change.
And I can't wait!