Fall Hath Cometh

Pooh Bear had it right when he exclaimed, "Oh my, what a blustery day!"

The trees are shaking off their leaves by the bushell and everywhere I look I am experiencing my first legitimate fall. It's amazing to think that leaves can look any color other than dead. Don't get me wrong, I have a bizzarre affinity that only you all can understand for the dry wilted look that the Texas heat provides. (As a side note I think wet pine needles smell faintly of cotton candy. Can't be bad.)

I've been wearing my coat for a week straight now. Really? That's what I get of the warm weather? For Pete's sake I am using the heater already and I breathe clouds of white air when I walk outside in the morning. Ah, Washington. On the up side, I actually went pumpkin picking in a Pumpkin Patch and walked through a corn field maze. Wonderful!