And autumn moves on...
A lot made me smile this morning: Waking up in my own bed. Blue jeans and knee socks. A bright fall sunrise. Pulling on a warm sweater for this chilly morning. The heated seat in the Pilot, as I headed out to buy milk for oatmeal. Being home, driving familiar roads and looking for fall changes in the pastures and woods around my little farmhouse.
Last week's windstorm left the porch and patio littered with leaves from the cedar tree, but there's still much more to come down. The smoke tree has turned bright gold, and the garden phlox is still in bloom. The whole garden is messy... looks like fall has finally arrived.