It's a misty morning today. The pasture is lost in a fog. I can relate.
The leaves are turning....
And falling. As usual, they are getting wet and losing their lofty crunch, before there were enough for the kids to play hide and seek in.
It's the sort of day that woos you to the sofa, to sip a steamy cup of chai, and crochet another stripe on your stripey afghan that you've put on the back burner.
The sort of day that brings with it the longing for the aroma of something yummy in the crockpot and something spicey and fallish in the oven. Maybe some pumpkin cheesecake bars...
Sitting around is not on the agenda today, but it sounded fun huh?
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