I love the fall. I love everything about it. Sometimes during the long summer months I crave fall deep down in my soul. Sweaters and leaves swirling and apple cider and acorns hitting the roof. Just writing those words makes me smile.
So imagine how big my grin was when earlier this week, my darling husband came home with the prettiest, orangest pumpkin you'd ever want to lay eyes on. Yes, it's 90+ degrees with 90+ percent humidity outside, but in my house it's beginning to look a lot like autumn. And that's a good thing. Our cute kitty cat thinks so too.
