Flying South...

The trees are turning red and gold. The air smells like burning leaves. The evenings feel a little crisper...all the mugginess of summer is gone. It is a beautiful time of year and it seems that it has snuck up on me. I never realized how quickly summer turns to fall, but I do love this time of year. It brings to mind bonfires and trick-or-treating and jumping in the leaves. It makes me want to borrow some good books from the library, curl up next to a fireplace (which, unfortunately, we do not have) with some hot chocolate and a cozy blanket. It makes me think of football games and marching bands and beautiful sunsets on the hill behind our house.

For Kate, one of the best signs of the season is the honking geese that fly over our house. They can often be heard before they're seen and she loves to search for them and watch them on their trek to warmer climates. Lately we've been able to see them flying overhead while we're eating in our morning room (which is basically a room with a million windows). I never paid much attention to the geese, but Kate has shown me that they are a beautiful sign of the season.